Down by the scrubby sands of the Los Angeles River, exploring life in the urban raw of the LA railway tracks where the hopes of freight train riders seem to ride forever through the past, present and future.

To the left, the Cathedral-Basilica of Notre-Dame de Québec (Our Lady of Quebec City), is the primate church of Canada and seat of the Roman Catholic Archdiocese of Quebec, the oldest in the Americas north of Mexico.

In the middle, The Price Building, is an 18-floor skyscraper. Built in 1930-1931 amid controversy for Price Brothers ltd., it is the tallest building in the Old Quebec historical district, and one of the oldest skyscrapers in Canada.

To the right, The Musée de l’Amérique francophone (formerly the Musée de l’Amérique française). Its mission is for the development and promotion of French culture in North America. The museum collection is managed by the Musée de la civilisation since 1995.

Text source : Wikipedia
Picture : Meho Jarvis© F9 - 1/200 - 32mm - ISO200
Date : August 10th 2014

This shot is one of my very latest. People are what really fascinate me. I’m a lazy photographer and I just stand in one place while the family shops and wait for the world to pass by my lens. However owning a Leica will not turn you into Henri Cartier Bresson overnight, I’ve miles of film and hundreds of digital images to prove it.  However if you work at it, occasionally some magic happens, like this shot. I love the body language, and the facial expression of this lady talking to the local priest. Taken in Chios ,Greece where I spent my summer holidays this year.

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The Salt Pond

Vacation and another early morning walk, this time along the Salt Pond.

Seriously! How could a person not feel more peaceful just by gazing upon this reflection?  I try to remember this lovely scene as I balance the demands of life and while I may not always balance them as perfectly as this reflection, I do know that life is good and I am fortunate.  I hope the same for you.

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Standing in a park, dozens of bicyclists swirling past me,
I caught sight of the woman’s hands first. Hands with a history.

As I turned my full attention to her, I saw her lovely face,
lined with the same history as her hands.
I saw her companion quietly and patiently waiting
as she readied herself for their ride.
I saw a simple scene that filled my mind with so many thoughts.

I knew I had to capture it.