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National anthem of the lobotomized

May tainted blood Water our fields! And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there Let us band together, We are ready to die Scatter our enemies,And make them fall! Brave the enemy’s…

Coriolistic Anachronisms | A photography blog oscillating between New York, Vancouver and Cape Town, gathering HDR photos and jotting notes along the way

Coriolistic Anachronisms


Have Mercy, Pam

Category 5 Cyclone Pam plows its way through defensless Vanuatu Islands

The chart below was issued by the Joint Typhoon Warning Center (JTWC) at 12:00Z which would be some 5 hours ago as I quickly post this on Friday afternoon lunch break. Category 5 cyclone Pam is charging through the Vanuatu islands on a south-southeast course….

Airborne, YUL-LGA

Aerial pictures of a winter flight from Montreal to New York LaGuardia

Being more accustomed to transcontinental flights these days – the long-haul, settle-in, find your sweet spot and economize patience and energy, ocean-facing departures, high altitude cruise and straight-in approaches, much movie watching despite the small screens, LCD’s reflecting the confinement, cabin crew diving in turns to their secret rest area below…

Woodstock, Winter, White

Yet another escape towards the Catskills yields peace and beauty

So time has passed but the flame burns hot. Recently, a small celebration was in order after seven years of blaze. They decided to get out of the Big Apple for the allotted two days of a city-slave weekend. He rented, through a phone app, bits back and forth and no…

Kirstenbosch Flowers

A few gems from Cape Town's National Botanical Garden

These were taken last December, during a ritual visit to Kirstenbosch which is located just a stone’s throw away when we are at home in Constantia, South Africa. In the background, Table Mountain’s majestic cliffs. Pincushion


Puff adder - Cape Point, South Africa

We spotted this impressively colored specimen of puff adder, called pofadder in Afrikaans, during a drive through Cape Point last December. Indiana Jones’ heart would have skipped a bit. Marie stepped on the breaks and I ran out with the camera. African puff adder –…


Whiskers and fur galore, Québec-style

Forever deprived of the utterly endearing and highly sophisticated disdain of our late Estorbo, cat of a lifetime, Marie and I have been carefully avoiding the subject of his magnificence in particular, and all feline supremacy as a whole, like one treads lightly on the edges of…