sleep was still in my eyes when partner told me he was going to ajax, about 38 kilometres northeast of toronto, to see his barber. (yes, i know, don't get me started on this barber thing.) that it was near the lake by the nuclear plant. would i want to go with him? what kind of question was that? of course i would want to go!
gorgeous morning, it turned out - beautiful blue sky, just faint wisps of brush stroke clouds, bright sunshine, light breeze and just the right temperature. the marina was still quiet but for one or two who were fixing their boats; and there were a few men with their fishing rods by the ponds. the water was very quiet and still like mirror.
there was an old tree on the beach with its roots growing above ground and it looked like it could run and chase you, not as scary because it was full of young leaves.
there were only a few token runners and dog walkers on the boardwalk but not on the beach. so what do i do to get a good perspective for my photo of the day? hah! now i am a certified bonafide whatever else you can call it 365er: on my stomach on the pebbled sand, two cameras, one in each hand, and shot the nuclear reactor through the old roots. bonus: the wind turbine. well worth the now aching knee, and the pulled back muscle from twisting the wrong way. say you love this shot, please, and the aches and pains would go away.