“Mon pays, ce n’est pas un pays, c’est l’hiver”
Now that I have a more portable camera, I often take it when going for a walk in the neighbourhood. There are farm fields around us and farms nearby. The Seal River is the pure white swath in the photo below.
The margins of the rivers provide shadows and angles, water and ice, reflections and dried grass.
And geese. A photographic challenge every year. There are about 3000 of them in the river overnight each night.
Catch them landing with the setting sun making their bellies glow? Not this day. But I’ll keep trying. The day these were taken most of then came back when it was almost dark. These were the early arrivals.
Can you find the one walking on water?
Keep watching for more geese. I got carried away last weekend.