Apr 19 2013

Portait of the Cat as an Old Man

Meet Rocco. He is House of Mercy Radio’s resident feline and in cat years is older than most of the music played on the show.

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Apr 15 2013

Postcard From England

This is what the English countryside looks like. You will probably enjoy the photo more if you know I traipsed through a farmer’s field in the rain wearing a flapper dress to take it.

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Oct 12 2012

Salt Spring Island: Backyard Farms

Salt Spring Island is dotted with hundreds of little backyard farms of all varieties.  It’s one of the only places I’ve ever been where folks leave their fruits/vegetables/eggs/cheese/milk/meat/baking/etc. unattended in roadside stands with a price list and honour system style you take what you want, write down what you purchased, and leave your money in the cash box.

(To check out Salt Spring’s fall frenzy click here. To check out haunted postcards of Salt Spring’s spooky old trees click here)

Backyard turkey.
Backyard scarecrow.
Backyard grapes.
Backyard pears.
Backyard cheese.
Backyard milk cow.
Backyard deer.
More backyard deer.

Jun 14 2012

The Dog Days of Saskatoon

Just like Fredericton, my collection of photos from Saskatoon, SK is canine-centric and completely devoid of scenery, rock n’ roll, or nudity.

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Fly

This is Fly.  Although older than old & rickety on his feet, he’s still handsome & noble & sweeter than sweet.


May 27 2012

The Dog Days of Fredericton

Unfortunately for those of you into scenery, rock n’ roll, or nudity, my entire collection of photos from Fredericton, NB revolves around a large & lovely canine named Benson.

This in Benson.  Benson is a Greater Swiss Mountain Dog, which is an ancient breed that spawned the Saint Bernard & Rottweiler, among others.  He’s a rare one – there are only 2 Greater Swiss Mountain Dog breeders in all of Canada.

Miss Q & Benson having a screened-in-porch sleepover.

Mandatory morning snuggles.

Miss Q & Holly supplement their musician income by offering a dog walking service in the suburbs of Fredericton.


Sep 18 2011

Meet The Crew: Or, Yukon Stone Centerfold Special

Some of you have expressed the desire to see images of rugged & handsome mountain men (yes, I’m talking about you Pratt). Hopefully the following photos will satisfy that ogling desire.

In this post you’re going to meet the crew of Yukon Stone Outfitters, who are some of the most hearty, handy, and competent folks I know. Quite a few of them have been spending time out in the mountains since the moment they were conceived in their parents’ bedrolls, and as such they possess the sort of skills that knock my clumsy self right off its feet.

Mac

This is Mac. He’s what makes Yukon Stone happen. He’s good at wearing any set of shoes he’s handed – hunting guide, pilot, outfitter, bossman. Really, he’s just the whole shebang.

Jamie

This is JC. And by JC I mean Jamie Connors, not Jesus Christ. I’ve been told Jamie is to hunting guides what Brinjamin Porter is to bass players. For anyone who that comparison sounds like gibberish to, it means he’s so talented it hurts and if you ever go hunting you’d be fortunate to have him guiding you.

Skyler

This is Skyler. He’s perhaps the most stylish hunting guide you’ll ever meet and camp’s resident entertainer. If you keep an eye out in upcoming posts you might meet his trusty companion Bucksnort.

Jody

Depending who you talk to, this is Jody, JP, Cookie, Old Peck, or Miss Quincy. Whatever you want to call her, she is without a doubt the best straight up cook I’ve ever met. Seriously, how many people do you know who can bake bread, buns, cookies, granola bars, date nut loaf, and black forest cake all in one afternoon over one little mother effing campfire? I can’t even do that with a new fangled electric oven.

Clayton

This is Clayton. He can most often be found snuggling with his greatest love, the chainsaw. He also climbs a mean tree. He is the camp’s wrangler, which means he has to do things that would make me curl up in the fetal position. For example, go out before anyone else is awake into the sort of darkness that houses bears & witches & werewolves and find 20 horses who could potentially be anywhere in the whole mountain range.


Ponies

These are a few of the Yukon Stone horses. Without them mountain life would be miserable because you’d have to traipse through rivers and mud bogs yourself and pack more pounds on your back than is humanly possible.

Puppies

This is Arrow (first photo) and Pelly (second photo). They are quite possibly the happiest canines I’ve ever met. I guess I would be too if I was a dog whose life revolved around eating lots of meat, having free run of an entire mountain range, lounging by the campfire, and sleeping in my best human friend’s bedroll.


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Aug 28 2011

Encounters With Big Bird

There’s a giant speckled bird I keep encountering while strolling along the cliffs that overlook Whitehorse. Yesterday was the closest I’ve ever gotten to him, and it’s the closest I’ve ever been to a bird this large perched in the wild. Both these photos were shot with an 85mm lens, meaning there’s no super telephoto action going on here and I’m close enough that if the bird decided to go all Alfred Hitchcock on me it could have ripped off my face with its razor beak before I even had a chance to protest.

Now, the only thing I know about birds is I like waking up to them better than an alarm clock, so if you know what kind of feather-face this is please tell me.


Aug 14 2011

Puppy Attack

Before unleashing weeks worth of photos from the Yukon I thought I might butter you all up with some photos of puppies that were found abandoned in a backyard shed a couple weeks ago. Having been posting pictures on the ol’ interweb for a couple years now I’ve learned that the two things no one can resist looking at are photos with hints of nudity or baby animals in them.

This is Brinjamin. He likes puppies and they like to eat his dreads.


Jul 6 2011

Adventures in Wholesomeness: Or, House Concert at Mother Hen Peck’s

I’ve learned that when you’re in the homeland for less than a weekend the only way it’s possible to see all your friends & fam is to throw a party and invite them. Thanks to Mother Hen Peck and superhero Lew Bates for being the best darn summer BBQ/Garden Party/House Concert hosts in The Peace.

Afternoon rehearsal at Mother Hen Peck’s farmhouse.

Miss Quincy.

Hannah Layhe.

Shari Rae.

The Resurrect Christ Foundation’s mad bearded violinist, Josh Giesbrecht.

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Jun 24 2011

The Bird Rescuers

Turns out we’re good for more than making music and photos … We’re also lean, mean bird rescuing machines.

We found this little fellow on the sidewalk outside our pal Michael Dunn‘s house suffering from a severe case of head-on-window-collision induced shock. In this photo series you’ll see Nurse Peck administering a dose of Rescue Remedy while Nurse Layhe stands by.  I’m happy to report our nursing efforts were successful and little featherpants was on his way from half-dead to flying in no time.