Feeding Squirrels by Scott Bird
I’ve been trying for the past year and a half now to capture a photograph of a friend of mine that is both to my liking, and more importantly, to hers. Finally I have succeeded.
Most of the photos I...
Archive for February, 2004:
MoMA QNS by Jean-Francois Goyette
This picture was taken on my first trip to New York. I had decided the day before that it was time for me to visit the city as i had been all the way to Europe but never thought about visiting North America....
Cassie by Janelle Albert
She’s a beautiful young lady, isn’t she? Look at her eyes. Eyes are a window into one’s soul, and I believe this picture shows it. This is Cassie, one of thousands of American girls...
Keeping Watch by Valette
At six months a girl found her in the sub-zero temperatures of November behind a grocery store. The girl was wonderful and loving but couldn’t keep her. We fell in love with her in the parking lot of...
A Story by Barbara O’Shannessy
It is not a photograph of exceptional quality, but it speaks so strongly of the value of stories in our lives.
Let me introduce you to Mary, my first grandchild. Her mother laboured to bring her into...
Rock on House
Mesmerized by the sounds of birds chirping, trees swaying, water running, and my feet walking on the old stone rocks that made up the ancient Roman path somewhere in the French Alps, a strange amusing...
Snow by Dean Toussaint
I took this photo four years ago in Southampton, UK. My best friend and I went away for a couple of months to France and England after a particularly bad year for us both. My friends mother had passed...
Kitoko
This picture is my absolute favourite. I’d like you to meet Kitoko Perth Zoo’s resident cheetah. It was January 06th hot and humid; I finished work early that day and headed home to collect my brother...
Ever expanding family by Meaghan Jones
I have a large family. Not all of them are blood relations, or if there is blood involved, it’s fairly stretched out between us all. It’s not the only thing that’s stretched; we’re all over the...
Crossing Over by Marc Heroux
Little did I know …Actually to tell it like it is I knew absolutely nothing. I’d moved from four provinces over, twice and entirely of my own volition not because of a job transfer or something...