Antoinette Duffy Photography 🇨🇦
@aduffyphoto.bsky.social
Canadian, fine art, landscape photographer and solopreneur.
Ember
A red moon hangs low, a smoldering ember in the midnight sky. Its reflection drifts across the lake—flickering between this world and something just beyond.
For a moment, everything feels untethered, as if the night itself is holding its breath.
#redmoon #BloodMoon #BetweenWorlds
A red moon hangs low, a smoldering ember in the midnight sky. Its reflection drifts across the lake—flickering between this world and something just beyond.
For a moment, everything feels untethered, as if the night itself is holding its breath.
#redmoon #BloodMoon #BetweenWorlds
March 14, 2025 at 11:09 AM
Ember
A red moon hangs low, a smoldering ember in the midnight sky. Its reflection drifts across the lake—flickering between this world and something just beyond.
For a moment, everything feels untethered, as if the night itself is holding its breath.
#redmoon #BloodMoon #BetweenWorlds
A red moon hangs low, a smoldering ember in the midnight sky. Its reflection drifts across the lake—flickering between this world and something just beyond.
For a moment, everything feels untethered, as if the night itself is holding its breath.
#redmoon #BloodMoon #BetweenWorlds
Fractured.
Late afternoon sun weaves through barren fall trees, casting long shadows—an echo of the quiet melancholy that lingers in the air. Light and emptiness reflecting fractures we carry within. I felt suspended, between loss and beauty.
#Fractured #LandscapePhotography #LifeIsArt #TheJourney
Late afternoon sun weaves through barren fall trees, casting long shadows—an echo of the quiet melancholy that lingers in the air. Light and emptiness reflecting fractures we carry within. I felt suspended, between loss and beauty.
#Fractured #LandscapePhotography #LifeIsArt #TheJourney
March 13, 2025 at 7:42 PM
Fractured.
Late afternoon sun weaves through barren fall trees, casting long shadows—an echo of the quiet melancholy that lingers in the air. Light and emptiness reflecting fractures we carry within. I felt suspended, between loss and beauty.
#Fractured #LandscapePhotography #LifeIsArt #TheJourney
Late afternoon sun weaves through barren fall trees, casting long shadows—an echo of the quiet melancholy that lingers in the air. Light and emptiness reflecting fractures we carry within. I felt suspended, between loss and beauty.
#Fractured #LandscapePhotography #LifeIsArt #TheJourney
O’ Canada - the True North, strong and free.
March 13, 2025 at 7:33 PM
O’ Canada - the True North, strong and free.