QUEBEC, WONDERFUL DREAMLAND

Over the years witnessing harmonic dance of the wilderness over came ambition to capture images..

 I wish following images could carry smell, sound , heat, cold, wind to give complete frame of beauty , to explore different dimensions..

 Sometimes it happened to be painful to wait poem starts..

Sometimes promised beauties never show up . Frustrations give way to mixture of feeling..

When you are out , sometimes you maybe drawn in to poem written and read by greatest artist, Nature..

Some time it may be unsuccessful attempt to describe what I have seen , felt, thrilled, scared, enjoyed..

Sometime I ended up with tons of lousy images..

In either cases , hope you will join me , on my magical, flying carpet to admire this stunningly beautiful symphony..

I am trying new, different format to share my images. It would be great if you could send me your thoughts as feed back.

 

Witnessing silent poem from sun to ocean....

 

Ocean washed wings about to touch life long lover's heat....

 

  Not argument, just expressing pain of loneliness..

 

Once upon time, she  use to be an elegant princess before sorcerer's curse..

 

 As if hearing sliced air..

 

 Please don't extinct, my grandchildren need  to see this smile...

 

 More than fencing, a ritual of a selfless passion..

 

 I am so happy, I can jump like a baby humpback...

 

Hope she will like this greenest gift,  a Northern Gannet could effort...

 

Endless, unfullfilled desire for horizons...

 

Pillars of Grand Manan, where I park my flying carpet..

 

Another way of saying , I love you , truly , madly

 

Nothing on this world, enjoying loved one's  salty ocean scent ..

 

Breakfast in Saguenay...

 

Arriving home, belly full of fish to nurture future...