For this week’s challenge, we are to bring two separate, original photographs together into a visual dialogue.
In the 1990’s my husband and I began making wine. Living close to the vineyards of Yamhill, Oregon, we bought grapes in bulk and processed them through a hand-cranked stemmer-crusher. Red wines are crushed, fermented and then pressed, while white wines are pressed right after being crushed, and then fermented. These photos are of a Pinot Gris crush, when my family joined in to help.
As we aged, and the price of good wine lowered, while the price of good grapes skyrocketed, we sold the equipment and turned our energies to other activities. What fun it was though, on those cold October days when we’d get the call – time for harvest!
After about a half hour of constant chirp calling, this young Song Sparrow looked a little frayed around the edges, when his efforts went unanswered. For three mornings he performed this ritual, perched in the same clump of Clematis. I never heard him break into the characteristic Song Sparrow warble however, which may account for his lack of success finding a friend.
This is a collage of various gardens in my yard. It is about a quarter acre lot, and when we built, we asked that as many trees as possible be left standing. Thirty years later, I have landscaped every nook and cranny. The front yard is mostly sun all day, the back is shade, with a few hours of light here and there. It has been quite a learning experience for me to find a variety of plants that thrive in zone 7, sometimes in total shade!
My brother-in-law, Les, and I were fishing in his boat on Bridge Lake, British Columbia, when a torrential downpour sent us back to shore. The 20hp motor didn’t go fast, so by the time we were getting close to camp, the storm clouds broke, revealing the descending sun. I asked Les if he thought my little Kodak Instamatic 110, could capture the beauty of the scene. “Might as well give it a try – you’ll never know otherwise,” he advised. I did, and the resulting picture has been a family favorite since 1973.
Location: Bridge Lake is located on Fishing Highway 24, midway between Lone Butte (Hwy 24) and Little Fort on Highway 5, approximately 6 hours northeast of Vancouver, 2 hours from Kamloops in the Thompson Valley, and 35 miles (56 km) southeast of 100 Mile House on Cariboo Highway 97.
Arthropods have always fascinated me. Somehow I grew up knowing to be cautious, but also that it was OK to be curious about what it was I was seeing. Instead of having an instant fear response, I still stop to wonder; “What is this. and how does it fit into the texture of life on earth?”
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