Tuesday, September 2, 2014

On the Beach

If you get the literary/film reference to this post's title you may wonder why i have chosen such a depressing story title to tag upon images of such natural maritime beauty. The story of On the Beach is a post-apocalyptic tale detailing the lives of a group of people awaiting the arrival of deadly radiation in the last safe haven on earth, a beach in remote Australia. 
While i do not wish to draw any real connection to Hirtle's Beach in Nova Scotia and such an end of the world scenario, when i am lost on this beach (and i do indeed get "lost" on it every time i visit) it seems to me to be one of the last safe places left in a world gone generally mad. And if they ever really do drop the "Big One", this is the place i would most likely run to if i could, to await those final days. 
  
(Be sure to click on any image for a larger gallery viewing)

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach; Seaweed
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach; Crab
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach; Crab
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher


Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach; Crab
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach; Crab
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher

Nova Scotia; Hirtle's Beach; Beach
©David Sorcher








Tuesday, August 19, 2014

World Wide Web

There are always spiders at my in-laws' place in Nova Scotia. Well, maybe not in the dead of winter, but otherwise, always spiders. But there was one foggy, dew-drippy morning when the webs were just everywhere out back, far more than any other day on our recent trip. The morning mist clung to each web like tiny gemstones, the spiders themselves often center stage as the main setting for nature's jewelry. I like spiders. They make meals of mosquitoes. Nuff said…. :-)

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Web
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Dew; Morning Dew
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014

Nova Scotia; Spider; Webs
©David Sorcher 2014


Thursday, August 14, 2014

Lay My Tired Body Down By These Golden Cliffs Of Yore…

With all my serious travel done for the year i should now be able to find some time to graze through my files from the summer a bit more thoroughly, hopefully in search of some elusive gold. Of course i now run into a problem quite common amongst photographers, especially since the advent of the digital age, that mountainous backlog of images that is now in dire need of attention. I had fully intended to post one complete adventure after another here before moving on to the next, but fresh back from my trip to Nova Scotia i am kinda itching to dive into that pile first before bringing my west coast journey to a close. Sorry about that, but there is just no arguing with myself.
If you know me at all you know how i feel about Nova Scotia and what absolute joy i take in photographing there. So here's a look at one of my secret places there. Well, i'm sure it's no big secret to many, but as a special place for me i would prefer to treat this subject as occult for the time being. A place where the Serpent of the Sea meets the Golden Cliffs of Yore. No need to search hard for the "gold" here, the element is self-evident. This, i think, would be as good a place as any to scatter my ashes…

(click on any image for an enlarged gallery view)

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

Rocks; Cliffs; Nova Scotia; Gaff Point
©David Sorcher

And when the time comes creeping
to lay my body down
toss my gray and dusty ashes
to the sea and salt and ground.

Where serpent waves are crashing
as he's lurking by the shore
and i will rest for all eternity
by these golden cliffs of yore.