July seems to be slipping by at warp speed, much like the whole year to date. I'm not sure why this is, as it's not as if I'm busily or even profitably (in any interpretation of that word) employed, but there you have it.
One of the small (well, in my world not so small) pleasures of this summer has been that finally I have my "own" crow that comes to the front yard bird feeder on a consistent basis. Possibly the entertainment value will pall over time, but for now I am greatly enjoying the photo ops, and have added massively to my corvid photo collection. Once summer is over (not for a long time, I sincerely hope) I'll be working up some new art images based on these photos.
With the ongoing heat and intermittent thunderstorms that dump water, things are growing like crazy in the yard. I have three young American bittersweet vines on the front trellis by the bird feeder, and anything that stands still for too long gets entwined, as with my crow fence sitter in shot one.
Then we have the real-life version of shot one, with the visiting crow. He eventually got tired of being tickled by the vine and stomped it down with one of his feet.
Last week in addition to the heat and humidity, we had a lot of smoke in the atmosphere due to many uncontrolled forest fires to the north and west of us. This smoke has really travelled as when I say north and west, I'm talking hundreds and thousands of kilometres away. As you can see in shot three, the sun was still quite high in the sky, but an early darkness descended due to the heavy smoke in the air. This shot has a general air of gloom and despair between the smoke and the dead trees, drowned out by a few too many years under water. It would be a worthy setting for a story by of H P Lovecraft, an author revered by my teenage grandson, but whose charms have pretty well escaped me.
I noticed the reflection of the hosta and the lovely blue sky in the fishpond water a few days ago, and ended up doing a whole series of shots. I'm always fascinated by reflections, and this colour combination was just too good to pass up.
I found this gift from the crow in the dry creekbed of the front yard a few days ago. I tend to come across a lot of crow feathers one way and another, and have quite a good collection now. I have a concept in mind for a photomontage art piece with a feather and rock theme, but like most of my artwork these days, it will have to wait for cooler weather. I have the double whammy of not being able to stay indoors when I could be outside, plus the fact that my studio is intolerably hot in the summer, so even if I am moved to do some artwork, it's a pretty big challenge.