This walk was back on Jan 18, but since it's on film, I had to get it developed. Soon I will re-learn how to develop my own negatives since I haven't done it since high school, but in the meantime, I will enjoy the waiting that comes along with these lo-fi photos...
And yes, some may be over exposed, under exposed, extra grainy or blurry, but I kinda love that about using my old manual Minolta and film. I love the happy accidents and the outtakes - the ones that turn out and the ones the turn out a little less because beauty and art is in the ey of
One of the great things about living here is that you can go for one walkie in the forest, and then moments later you can go for another walkie on the beach... From Francis King park to the Esquimalt Lagoon...
I climbed a mountain today. The first was Mt Finlayson. I was with my fellow dog dorks, Heather and Shannon and their dogs. Saru, Lola and Chichi. It was a beautifully sunny day, but it was COLD! The climb up took about an hour and at one point I felt like I was going to die, but everyone I was with was so fit that I had to keep going. We finally got to the top - I could see the sun shining between the trees. Because I was also taking photos along the way, I would end up at the back of the group - Lola always made sure I was coming. She come up to me, give me a nose, and then run back to the others. And Saru was having the time of his life - off leash. A little never-wracking at first, but he seemed to know that it was fun time... and there were treats when he came back to mom. And Chichi... well this girl can RUN! She probably ran ten times as far as we walked... and she smiled the whole time.
Once at the top we took some time for photos and to take it all in. There were lots of people, but there was a calmness. It felt incredibly peaceful. Then an eagle flew by.
The way down took almost as long somehow, but at the end I'd felt like I had climbed a second mountain. After my l'il Suzy-dog died two weeks ago yesterday, I've been going through the motions. I've had to go to work, visit with family for Christmas and just be alive... but none of it felt right. Today, when I reached the top of the mountain, it was the first time I've felt connected back to the world. I felt like I could make it through the sadness. I know there will still be tears... there already has been, and there will continue to be. But when I saw that eagle fly past us, I could see Suzy's beauty in the world. She's now a part of nature and I will be always be able to find her amongst the trees and forests and beaches. I wouldn't have thought of her in that way, but my husband Rob told me about how he was able to see her beauty a couple days after she had died. I was starting to get worried that I never would see it because I've been trying to find her since then, but couldn't... until today.
And today will be the first of many more... so thank you girls (and Saru) for being a part of it.
Feel free to click through the photos below to see our adventure... yes, there's a lot there, but I know Heather and Shannon will want to see an many photos possible of their pups! And yes... I've even captioned some of the photos.
To listen to a song Rob wrote and recorded in memory of Suzy, please click here.