Some years ago I started photographing old houses and barns wherever I traveled.
After hundreds of photos, I realized that there were many different types, varying in size, shape, materials used, and the culture of the community in which they...
What causes a person to put on a hard hat, some old clothes, and crawl and grope around in the large cavities and tight passages of a natural underground cave?
It is a question that is sometimes hard to answer....
Our flight takes us down the valley of the South West Margaree River.
At Margaree Forks, the North East Margaree River joins in and we turn slightly westward, following the combined Margaree Rivers. We fly over the “Big Intervale” past...
Jutting out into Ingonish Bay and dividing the bay into two distinct parts, the North and South bay, is a rocky finger of land known as Middle Head.
Almost three kilometres long, its rocky cliff shorelines are constantly waging a...
The directions weren’t very clear; across the field, pick your best walking through the woods, down a steep embankment, find the brook, listen for very rushing water, and hope for the best.
This has been our way of finding many...
The relatively smooth coastline of the Strait of Canso is interrupted by a thumb-shaped peninsula that juts northwestward into the strait.
It forms the northern end of an oval-shaped body of land that looks as if it could have been...
About three or four kilometres from Iona, and after crossing the Barra Strait Bridge, we come to the small village of Christmas Island.
Christmas Island is situated on the north side of a peninsula that lies between East Bay and...
On July 8, 1773, a rickety 20-year-old Dutch ship left Loch Broom on the west coast of Scotland with 189 displaced Highland Scots on board seeking a new life in the wilderness of eastern Canada.
Like some of the vessels...
Towards the middle of April jobs around the property could simply wait because it was time to grab the camera and head for some of the nearby fishing communities.
Why? Because it was getting close to the first of May...
Two days and two nights of steady heavy rains gave me some ideas for this article.
On my way for my morning coffee, I noticed the meadows near Cleveland seemed to be flooded more than ever, with little or no...