Old Port, Montreal

Reading week consisted of no reading, instead I visited dear friends in Montreal. Old Port was beautiful during day and night - these are a few shots I took, trying to capture the quiet grandeur and historical beauty of the streets.

Remember

Remember.
A smell, a look, a touch, a laugh, a push, a song, a fight, a thought, a fall, a breeze, a love.
The days that clung to your soul as you fell asleep. The sun on your skin and the kiss of the wind.
The dreams you thought must be a taste of your destiny.
A smell so strong it reminds you of him and shocks you into the day you thought would last forever.

Haze at the Beach

Photos taken at Lake Ontario. In the distance the power plant is visible through a thick haze covering the horizon. The strange lighting made for interesting BW/Colour shots. SM