When talking about The Forks in Winnipeg, one always imagines the Forks Market. And a dirty old train yard being at its origin.
Little is ever said about the origins of The Forks. Origins that go back at least 15,000 years. Now this is how the original inhabitants talk about these origins…
When I go shooting in the city, I often meet up with other photographers. Most of them are quiet people, never a hasty word. Many of them are also wildlife shooters, so that explains the quiet part of their shooting character.
Sometimes, I meet nobody I know, but see other photographers shooting. Or hear them shooting. They must have been in the army…
Soon they will be here again, the ghouls, the zombies and the witches. While many people believe this is an overnight process and could not be foreseen, there are many signs already now, mid September, that we will be invaded by all kinds of undesirable creatures.
Unless you prefer to close your eyes and wait for the inevitable, that is.
Summer’s gone. Now all we can think of is how to get through that cold period that is waiting for us. That summer was really too short.
We wanted to do so many things and of all of them, we only did like 10%, or so it seems. Was this summer really that short? Well, actually
Summer is on the way out. At least for the northern hemisphere. Some will say that this summer was too hot, for me this was a great summer.
Warm and dry, and thanks to that dryness no mosquitoes! Well, nearly no mosquitoes. But how can you tell that summer is definitely on its way out?