It’s been a few weeks since the last one, but I don’t feel too tired tonight. Before I proceed, I’ve been writing for the Abbotsford News during June aside from a series on the HST there isn’t much to update. I had a good time writing a couple of stories about a potential rock quarry at the summit of Abbotsford’s Sumas Mountain. You can read them here and here.

The first one is my amateur shot.

Matthew Tauzer

Photographer’s note: Inside a beautiful Japanese Maple tree in the peak of autumn. You can barely see the moon bridge in the background and you can barely see the sculptures of heron towards the right.

Marc Adamus

Photographer’s note: A magnificent summer sunrise along the shore of Sparks Lake, Oregon.

Vitaly Alexius

Photographer’s note: This is Novosibirsk, my hometown, capital of Siberia. The Chapel of St. Nicholas, originally built in 1915 to commemorate 300 years of Romanov rule, destroyed in 1930 and rebuilt in 1993, gleams in the middle of the photograph. The plaque on it said: “This is the exact geographical center of Soviet Union.”

Robert Mekis

Photographer’s note: Slunecna near Ceska Lipa, Liberecky kraj, Czech Republic.

Xavier Jamonet

Photographer’s note: A night spent under the stars on the summit of the Brevent in the Chamonix valley in french Alps. We were front of the Mont Blanc, the highest summit of the Alps, an amazing scenery.

Zsolt Zsigmond

John Carlos Cruz

Photographer’s note: Shot is an HDR of the train tracks in Mount Clemens MI (just north of Detroit), about a block away from the historic “Edison” Transit Museum.

As you may have noticed, writing for a living actually saps my will to write for fun, which is why my blog posts are shorter and snarkier these days. I hope to continue to post short but more frequent blog entries, so for those who enjoy my longer stuff they may be fewer and farther between.

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Rakesh Rocky

Jon Magnusson


Juan Patricio Chávez Revelli

Edmondo Senatore

Pepe Vogel

Martin Rak

Ricardas Dovydaitis

It’s been a few weeks since I’ve done Friday Photog so I’m happy to have a chance to do it. I’ve been too busy to blog lately, since I started a job with the New Westminster NewsLeader. You can find my article online by entering my name into Google and clicking on the news tab. Most of it is community news though, so unless you live in New Westminster you may not be too thrilled with the stories.

Adrian MacNair

Izh Diletant

Michael Green

Chip Phillips

Doug Roane

Marc Adamus

School is over and I’m officially a journalist, so I’m not sure what this means with regards to writing opinion. Nobody has told me I have to stop, but there’s a sense that one shouldn’t be writing any opinion on things you’re reporting. We’ll see how it goes. I haven’t had a lot of time to write lately, which is especially crazy given the fact there’s an election on.

I just bought my first DSLR camera, a gently used Nikon D40, so I hope to contribute some of my own pictures to Friday Photography as I experiment with shooting pictures again.

If you have Facebook you can see these pics I took a month ago. Even if you don’t have Facebook you should be able to see them since my privacy settings are public.

Adrian MacNair

Alex Saberi

Donnie Hall

Dennis Harding

Karsten Wrobel

Alexander Nail

David Scott

Saul Santos

Claudia Muller

Pavel Zahorec

Kevin McNeal

Marco Brambini

Terry Cervi

Ethan Liao

Sedat Saatcioglu

Everybody is familiar with the flood of memories that can suddenly occur unexpectedly when one sees a photograph of something familiar or similar to something they once knew or experienced. It could be somewhere you haven’t been in a while, or a situation that evokes overwhelmingly nostalgic feelings.

But a less commonly talked about means of reminiscence is the sensory perception of scent and the affect it has on memories. Though infrequent, I find there are times when a smell can awaken long-dormant thoughts and feelings. It can be something as simple as the smell of morning rain on freshly tilled soil, or the scent of the first Arctic wind of the season, or the grains of sand burning in the hot sun.

The scent of burning sand always reminds me of summers in Parry Sound on the beach. I used to go wading around in the deep sand dunes as though they were summer snow banks and bury myself in the dry grains. When the heat would become unbearable it would be a perfect time to jump into Georgian Bay, which is typically bone-shatteringly cold at any time of year. Baking pine needles stir similar thoughts.

When I moved to Vancouver and went swimming in the ocean, it brought me back to my childhood Florida vacation, swimming through large salty waves. I thought at first that it was the pleasure of the experience, but I realized it was like reliving those moments after a long interruption.

Kresimir Tubikanec

Michael Greene

Chikku Baiju

Pavel Zahorec

Does anything more need to be said other than it’s Friday? Click on the image for full resolution wallpaper.

Alexandre Buisse



Yoshiki Nakamura

Doug Koepsel

Lester A.Garcia

It’s going to have to be a mini-Friday Photog today because I have to go somewhere, but this gives me a chance to explain the new look. I changed the blog design because I felt my 2008 format was out-of-date and style and needed a revamping. I think it’s easier to read and respond now, and I hope you like it.

Next two pictures: Stephen W. Oachs




Stein Liland

This is Friday Photography, edition 103. I usually post up eight of the best photos I can find on the internet during the week.

Dave Weber