Posts tagged with ‘portrait’

Neah Bay

Love this guy.

Love this guy.

Abby and Andrew Klumpenhower

Whytecliff Park

Photo credit to Emmalee for the bottom two. She’s got a good eye.

I miss my girl

Also this is my 1000th post. Fun stuff.

Russel in Cadomin

Russel in Cadomin

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park II

My beautiful and talented girlfriend.

We went out to Lion’s Bay to catch the setting sun and watch the stars come out.

My beautiful and talented girlfriend. We went out to Lion’s Bay to catch the setting sun and watch the stars come out.

Anna

Anna

Blessed

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park.
I’ve been sojourning in Vancouver the past couple days. After having a delicious brunch with my close friend Denon I picked Moe up from work and we headed out towards Lion’s Bay together. En route we decided we wanted to see a lighthouse. Lucky for me Emmalee is quite resourceful and managed to steer us in the direction of Lighthouse Park.
Any time I enter a forest in British Columbia I find myself mesmerized by the sheer scale of her trees. I couldn’t help but wander from the path occasionally to touch the thick bark of a living thing that has seen more years than it would ever let on. Nature is all at once beautiful, simple and so intricate. At one point we strayed from the path to gaze on a felled tree that had become a sort of podium for the three tall trees that sprung up at even intervals along it’s trunk.
This little detour revealed another path that we began to follow without much thought. The terrain here is remarkable. Forests end abruptly at oceans edges. There you can glance at the peaks of mountains, jagged and towering, offering the greatest contrasts agains the oceans endless horizon. Our little path lead us out to a small inlet on the water that faced North Vancouver. We clamoured from rock to rock until we found ourselves back in the forest and then eventually on the West side of the lighthouse. We sat there and took in a double portion of sunlight, gazing westward at a setting sun and it’s brilliant reflection.

Emmalee in Lighthouse Park.

I’ve been sojourning in Vancouver the past couple days. After having a delicious brunch with my close friend Denon I picked Moe up from work and we headed out towards Lion’s Bay together. En route we decided we wanted to see a lighthouse. Lucky for me Emmalee is quite resourceful and managed to steer us in the direction of Lighthouse Park.

Any time I enter a forest in British Columbia I find myself mesmerized by the sheer scale of her trees. I couldn’t help but wander from the path occasionally to touch the thick bark of a living thing that has seen more years than it would ever let on. Nature is all at once beautiful, simple and so intricate. At one point we strayed from the path to gaze on a felled tree that had become a sort of podium for the three tall trees that sprung up at even intervals along it’s trunk.

This little detour revealed another path that we began to follow without much thought. The terrain here is remarkable. Forests end abruptly at oceans edges. There you can glance at the peaks of mountains, jagged and towering, offering the greatest contrasts agains the oceans endless horizon. Our little path lead us out to a small inlet on the water that faced North Vancouver. We clamoured from rock to rock until we found ourselves back in the forest and then eventually on the West side of the lighthouse. We sat there and took in a double portion of sunlight, gazing westward at a setting sun and it’s brilliant reflection.

This past weekend I got out to the hills with my friend Carson. I feel like The Rockies gave us everything they had to offer this time around. We wandered through snowy river valleys and lakes occasionally catching a glimpse of a peak through drifting clouds. We felt the emptiness of a derelict forest, so still in the aftermath of a recent fire. We tested our aim throwing rocks and rolling boulders off escarpments. We chased any animal we laid eyes on, trying to coral them for the perfect shot. We stared in awe at a family of bald eagles resting after eating their fill of a deer. We trekked up one of the most stunning canyon trails that led to a powerful waterfall. And at the days end we stumbled upon a perfect little spot to have a fire, eat and reminisce as the sun went down and the moon came up. What a blessed life we can lead if only we seek it out.

Russel Larson
Ashley Merta
Always good hang in with these two.

Always good hang in with these two.