Staying with my aunt and uncle outside of Nałęczów has been peaceful for the most part. The biggest issue thus far has been a couple of bad thunderstorms (one that knocked the power out right as we arrived) and throwing a dog toy too high and watching it land in the branches of a very tall tree. Thankfully my uncle has a tall ladder and was able to rescue Misiu’s toy (more about the dog later).
As for me, I have been doing my best to catch up on client work, read a lot, write a lot, and rediscover my love for photography. I’ve been taking pictures more or less every day and I’d like to share a few of them with you. I’ve been experimenting with black and white composition because I really like the look of it.
I have had more fresh-picked fruit in Nałęczów than anywhere else in a long, long time. Plums, sour cherries, apples, raspberries — the bounty of Poland’s fertile countryside is not lost on me.
Then there’s this special character.
Misiu (Polish for Teddy Bear) is one and a half years old, very smart, and full of energy and joy. He’s not exactly the world’s greatest guard dog, but he sure looks like he could take anyone on if they tried to break in. Or steal his toys. Boy, does he love his toys. And he refuses to listen to me when I give him a command, mostly because I’m way lower on the totem than he is thanks to my complete inability to act as an alpha around him. My curse means more cuddles for me, though. That’s a win-win in my book.
I’ve been battling a cold lately thanks to this weird weather we’re having. But it hasn’t stopped me from going out with my camera or phone in hand and snapping away. In particular I love taking photos of animals. The thrill of it is in capturing the animal in a moment of stillness. Animals can’t be told to stand or sit still. Well, you can try, but perfect stillness is not easily achieved. So as a photographer, I have to try and capture them in focus while they’re moving–a particular challenge I love to work on. Plus, they’re so god damn cute.
My father with my cat Trotsky
A few weeks ago, I went to a maple sugar farm in Lanark County. The museum and restaurant was closed, but the animals were friendly.
The same week we celebrated Easter and during the holiday weekend, my sister and I visited a goat farm near my parents’ place.
My nephew Ethan was particularly enthusiastic.
Leah was a little more hesitant but she got into the spirit once we showed her how to pick up a lamb.
Animals can be therapeutic. Can you tell?
I can’t tell who loved this more: me or the goat. This photo was taken by my sister.
Animals seem to be everywhere. Thankfully I’ve had my camera with me to snap them in their elements.
This big guy was coming at me to say hello.
My sister’s dogs. Charlie (with the legs up) and Sage.
Horses are a particular favourite of mine that I don’t get to see very often so I made it a point to stop and say hello to these twin beauties when I saw them one fine day. We spent a good twenty minutes nuzzling before I tore myself away. I couldn’t resist taking this last snap of them before I left. I vow to return one day soon with a bag full of apples.
We fell in love with each other that day.
I’m back from Newfoundland. While there I picked up a toy for Trotsky, my ginger tabby.
I took a video of him the night we gave it to him. His reaction was…enthusiastic to say the least.
And this is what it looks like now:
A little bit worse for the wear, but worth the $7 paid. I heartily recommend Newfoundland cat owners to buy one of these little guys if you’re in the St. John’s area. It’s available at Hempware on 98 Duckworth Street. I was told that it was made locally, which means when Trotsky inevitably chews through it (or it just gets too grungy to be seen in public anymore) I’m going to have to return to get a new one. Not such a bad thing!