Happy Canada Day!

Okay, it’s only Canada Day for, like, another 15 minutes, but I’m still in before the deadline with my best wishes to all my Canadian friends!  We went down to the lake to watch the fireworks, and I was lucky enough to get a seat on a concrete block, right at the edge of the water, so I was able to set up my camera and try out some shots.  It is cold tonight – well, cold by summer standards.  20 celsius is nothing to balk at here in the Great White North, but throw in quite a gusty wind (perhaps close to 30km/hr is my guess), and sitting in one spot for about an hour, and yeah, its cold for the first of July.  But then the fireworks start up, and you forget all about the wind, and the spray of water its throwing in your face every few minutes, and you just enjoy the show.  Us and about 100,000 other proud Canadians braving the cold to enjoy 15 minutes of pure, unadulterated joy – I think everyone becomes a kid again for a brief moment when you watch fireworks.  And like the movie theatre, there is something magical about sitting with a group of strangers sharing a collective experience, and then moving forward with life.

I hope that you all had a great Canada Day as well, or a great Fourth of July in a few days to my neighbours to the South, or any other patriotic country day that is coming up soon.  Good night!

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Nik at the Track

Yesterday we spent the afternoon at the track, watching Nik race karts.  As it was Canada Day, there weren’t too many people, so the day was quick and very fun.  I managed to get a few shots, despite the fact that I forgot my standard card, and only had a 256 mb on me.  This meant I only had 39 shots I could take.  Actually, I really enjoyed this challenge, because it made me really stop and think about what I would like to shoot, at what angle, etc.  as opposed to just taking photos all over, and then sorting through a ton of them later on at home.  Here are some of the ones that I ended up coming out with.

Also, I found some old photos from last year at Easter, and loved this one I took of my grandmother.  I decided to change it to black and white, and I love the end result.  This is my Baka (Croatian for grandmother), my dad’s mom.  I’ve been very fortunate to have both my grandmothers around in my life, and couldn’t imagine being here without them. My baka is a hilarious woman, who really enjoys time spent with family around the dining room table talking, eating, and laughing; a lesson that I treasure every time I see my family.