I'm combining two relatively quiet days of shooting in this entry. The first of them was Tuesday the 24th of August. I got up very early that morning and decided to go try to catch some sunrise photos. I chose south Delta, down by Boundary Bay, as a location.

Things did not go well for sunrise pictures. It was overcast, and the landscape there is perhaps too flat and therefore not-so-well suited for the types of photos I wanted to take. C'est la vie, I guess.

I did get a few photos, though. Here's a cowscape which I took to black-and-white and then tinted green.

Them there clouds were drizzling on me a bit. So I hopped back into the car, and while I was driving nearby, I noticed a cat walking along a fence on the side of the road. Since there wasn't any traffic, I just stopped the car, picked up my camera from the passenger seat, and took some photos.

The cat was headed left and I was going right, so when he would walk a ways down the fence, I would put car in reverse and move along with him. He must have really wondered what I was doing.

The road with the fence with the cat dumped me out on the road that goes to the ferry, so I zipped out that way to see if there were any interesting birds about.

There weren't. I did take some pictures of the container port, though.

I went back to the dyke, and spotted an oncoming train. With the coal and container ports so near, trains are a common sight around these parts. It seems that this south Delta line is used much much more than the line that goes behind my home.

Back at the bay, I took a landscape or two.

And I also took the obligatory shorebird pictures, getting a Greater Yellowlegs,

It was getting late in the morning and I had obligations, so that's all the photography I got in that morning.

The next day work absorbed most of my time and I didn't take any photos.

The day after that, however, was Thursday the 26th. After work, I went over to my see my friends Margo and Ken and to help them out by shooting a couple of their dogs.

With the camera, of course.

A funny thing happened a while back. Margo got a new dog, a German Shepherd named Rocky. (That's his official name; unofficially, he's called Bonehead.) Then somehow she got on a German Shepherd rescue/fostering binge, and ended up with two more of the beasts. That's three large, only half-trained, mutts around her home. One of 'em still pretty much a puppy, with puppy energy in a big Shepherd body. It was pandemonious.

So Margo wanted photos of the two foster dogs to put up on a website that offers them up for adoption. She was having a tough time getting photos (as well I can believe, with all of that kinetic energy--and momentum--in her home). So she asked me to help. Thus I went and shot a bunch of photos of the two dogs. Interestingly, I didn't get any good pictures of Bonehead in the mix. It was enough trying to get pictures of the other two.

So that's the long story behind why I've got a couple of canines here. Here's the young dog, Jessie, who has just last week (late September) found a new home.

And here's one of the older dog, Jazz, who is still with Margo and Ken. Jazz was actually quite low-key and relaxed, and made a wonderful photo subject. Jessie was the tough one.

And finally, on my way home from Margo and Ken's, I saw a Steller's Jay sitting on a power line. When I reached for my camera, it flew over to the roof of a nearby house, where I caught this photo.

That uniform grey behind the Jay is what was passing for sky that day. The whole week had been pretty grey, and so I didn't do much more photography. My next day out would be Saturday, when I again ventured to south Delta and Boundary Bay. That will be my next entry.

Now a pooch-shooter,
Tom