I was up in Ontario Farm Country on Sunday.
Drive just 90 minutes out of Toronto and you hit some of the best farm land in all of Canada.
Yes, soul-quenching! It’s good for the soul to be around those gorgeous views, and the green that goes on for miles. Soy. Potatoes. Corn. Growing. Growing. Growing.
There’s a movement in this neck of the woods called, Food and Water First. A movement to put prime farmland and the water table at the top of the list when it comes to planning expansion and support for urban centres. In other words, put food and water ahead of other urban needs, like a quarry for stone for our roads and highways.
It’s good food for thought.
There’s something about re-connecting to the land. Something potent and healthy. Spending the better part of a day out in the fields, taking photographs..and learning about Food and Water First – It was a very good way to spend a day.
Food for the soul. Food for our bellies. And, food for thought.
P.S. Yes, from the Farmer’s Market at Union Square in New York City to Farm Country near Honeywood, Ontario, it was one of those amazing weekends!
Is it the light…gentle and soft?
Is it the curve of the hills and subtle palette of colour?
Is it the sweep of the hydro lines cast across the sky and the intricate towers, standing tall, like two dancers.
All of it reflected in the mirror of the lake.
I don’t know what it is, but I find this image to be so graceful.
It is, of course, hydro lines and towers set along a lake, far north in Ontario. Some could say, it’s technology intruding on nature. Me, in this moment, I see harmony and beauty. Man’s made efforts woven into the landscape. There is simplicity and elegance in it, all while providing service and connection for so many.
I wonder what stories are behind this effort to connect all of us across the expansive landscape of our province. What challenges were there? What misgivings and disruption? What miracles, maybe, as a result? And, how much of it is all forgotten with so much time gone by, and service such a given.
This simple scene…on an early summer’s morn, for me, is full of story and meaning. Beauty and elegance. And…Grace.
I love you. I do.
I love your skies – bright blue on the coldest days, silvery and close on those snowy ones.
I love the crackle of ice and the crunch of snow under foot, as I, bundled up in favourite coat and hat and mitts and scarf and boots, meet you, on your turf. Outside. In the elements. And, you have a lot of them. Elements. Snow. Sleet. Ice. Wind. Damp. Cold. Frosty. Bright. I take them all. I embrace them and am braced by them.
I like the darkness in you, too, the shortened days. You are a season that turns us inward. To rest and restore. To cozy up to the leaping light of fire, to pull-in close to loved ones. And, to dream dreams of warm days, sweet blossoms and summer skies to come. You allow us to experience longing, for what is missing in you. To long for the warmth and fullness of sunny seasons. Yet, I am full on your emptiness, dear winter. Filled up by the beauty and starkness of naked tree against pewter sky. Filled up by the emptiness of silvery vistas of snow-covered landscapes and ice-filled horizons. Wide open space is not empty, it’s full of soul. Winter’s soul.
Winter’s soul. Subtle shades of light, a time of inwardness, the closeness of the sky, a pause, a waiting. In the darkness of the short days, in the turning inward of the season, there is activity, unseen. There are blossoms waiting in those snow-covered fields. There is hope in those silvery skies which hold the key to spring.
You’re not always an easy partner, winter. But, I would never leave you for another. Please, never leave me.
Checking in with Brenda today, over at How to Feather an Empty Nest. Brenda’s challenge to us is to push ourselves out of our photographic comfort zone, and into new territory.
So, here I am. Right smack in the middle of new territory – both literally and figuratively!
The image above was taken when I was on a road trip into a part of the province I don’t know very well. This was taken near Paisley, Ontario, a place I’d never been.
It was a very rainy day. Very. Rainy. Day.
But, it didn’t matter.
I was so excited about seeing this gorgeous countryside, about having a new subject to explore with my camera, about being in the midst of wide open spaces – truly a treat for this urban dweller. So, what rain? I didn’t really notice any rain!
Except that it was hard to miss. And, made it challenging to take photos. It was too wet to photograph outdoors. So, I sat in the car – windshield wipers whirring, amber lights blinking, side window wide open – and I shot away. At this amazing green field. Truth be told. The green field is greener in real life. But, I decided in post-processing to drain the image of some of its colour which more truly reflected the feel of the day.
I really like this image. I liked the actual physical challenge of trying to capture it. And, I liked pushing it further in post processing.
So, out of my comfort zone? Pretty much!
Worth it? Absolutely!
Thank you, Brenda, for your Third Thursday Challenge.