Choke cherries, Yellow pond lily, ambush spider, painted turtle, bunchberry, corydalis, geranium, Skerryvore, Landscapes.
Choke Cherries, blooming later than Pin Cherries, but earlier than Black Cherries…
Yellow Pond Lily with visitor …
Roadside flowers with ambush spider awaiting some nourishment …
Very elegant message on the sign at the entrance to the town of Skerryvore.
This painted turtle appreciates the calm traffic but seems otherwise unimpressed…
Cornus canadensis, awaiting the results of the June 30th vote in Canada!
Light on this Capnoides sempervirens, the harlequin corydalis, rock harlequin, pale corydalis or pink corydalis, shows a good view of the seedpods. Soon they will pop with any touch, flinging their seed a metre or so away to find a crevice in the rocks, where they are commonly found.
And as the above Capnoides mature the Geraniums start their blossom period. Geranium maculatum (wild geranium, spotted geranium, or wood geranium)
These Wild Geraniums are related to the Pelargoniums, (aka “Geraniums”) the source of much enjoyment by gardeners:
I also used the FZ 1000 to capture the very bright sunlight (3 weeks away from Solstice) shining through Continental Arctic air, illuminating spring colours of the landscape —- giving very bright, high contrast scenes. Here are a few …
Oft-photographed woodpecked White Pine on Hwy 529.
The different forms of leaf chlorophyll are absorbing different wavelengths (colours) of sunlight, leaving the unabsorbed light to reflect to our eyes. The forms of chlorophyll vary from plant to plant and seasonally, hence the spring and fall “turning of the leaves”. More detail here.
A pair of blackbirds are leaving their perches on top of those snags.
Worth stopping to enjoy?
The angles leading to the disappearing line of snags made me stop and look and think about perspective. But I didn’t get as far into the subject as this article does!
The correlation of the catspaws and the upturned pine branches stopped me here … as the little cut in the rock pulled my eyes out into the “moose pasture”.
This little creek flows west from under Hwy 529, usually reflecting something, sometimes sunset clouds.
I am reminded of my first flight instructor who told me. “Don’t look at the sky, look into the sky.”
Same thing with making pictures by looking through a camera’s viewfinder, looking into the scene.
End of today’s lesson! (Thank goodness, eh?)