A break in the links to reveal a stunning view.
The tracks of life through the midst of buildings, framed by metal fence links.
White stretches as far as the eye can see. Even the sky is that grey-white that speaks to clouds heavy with snow that will be brought to earth momentarily.
The fingers of the evergreen tree reach out towards me with a startling directness.
Northern Cardinal. How majestic you are.
My mother grew up not far from where this photo was taken in The Land of Living Skies - Saskatchewan. Mum was raised mostly in Rouleau, about a 40 minute drive southwest of Regina on the flattest piece of land imaginable; a place where in the winter the wind, as Colter Wall sings, will cut you half in two.
Rippled bark marked with chasms and canyons. A knot cracked and opened, revealing inner tender skin. Burls adorned with mustard toppings. Shadings of cream, caramel and chocolate.
The serenity of the view speaks to the wandering soul.
A lonely ship passes by destination unknown, moving on seeking a place to be welcomed home.
Imagine the bustle of people walking by and by. Day by day being watched by the monuments attentive eyes above.
The warm light illuminates the cozy confines of a cluttered shop, twinkling off the colours, inviting people within.
Ottawa photographer Ruth Dick reminds viewers that the gift and mystery of life can, more often than not, be found in the form of a child.