We’re looking down at Diana Lynn Thompson’s Groundwork, part of her LANDART collection on display outside Mahon Hall.
If your computing device allows you to zoom in a bit you’ll find lots of man-made items ‘hidden’ in the various areas of the piece.
*Operated by the GISS culinary/cafeteria program, this food truck (between Mahon Hall and the School Board Office) is home to the best super fresh, meal size ($9) salads on Salt Spring! Open from 11:30 to 3:45. The proceeds provide jobs for cafeteria students working at the food truck during the summer—and anything left over goes back into the program to help make it even better!
Sunsets require you to take many digital images in your quest of getting the best image possible. And that’s what happened here. In hopes of getting the scene at it’s very best, it’s common to start when the scene is lovely and keep shooting as it gets better and better (in this case intense colour and reflection) and not stopping until the scene is visibly past its prime.
This image was taken about 30 minutes after sunset, and before the sky became too dark and dull. It’s presented as seen, and as shot—without gobs of filters or over-editing. (only a bit of contrast and a tiny bit of sharpening). At this point in the sunset, it was getting dark. Attempting to show exactly what was shot, I did not adjust the brightness.
What an amazing start to summer.
Travel to the other Southern Gulf Islands can sometimes be an odd experience.
Twice recently I was the ONLY vehicle in the parking lot. In my effort to return to Salt Spring, I left from Saturna with a smattering of cars. I got off at Mayne Island, drove up past the cars in the terminal, and headed back down in lane 9. Some other cars got off the ferry and disappeared. The walk on passengers and all the cars waiting in the terminal loaded (…which is an entertaining time as some cars are directed to drive on normally, some to turn at the far end of the boat so they are facing back to the terminal, while others are directed to back onto the ferry).
So when those shenanigans were complete, I looked around and was startled to find I was the only car in the terminal. The ferry attendants had disappeared and it was sunny, still and silent. And remained that way for a long time—until I too had a chance to demonstrate my ‘backing up around a corner skills’ into lanes of traffic squeezed onto a ferry.