Beautiful Walk

My friend B suggested a walk along Duffins Creek in the Greenwood Conservation Area. The weather forecast had called for blazing sun. What we got was an overcast day with no wind. The colours and light were soft. There were many beautiful things to soak up:

... soft buds...





... whorled bark like the surface of a raked Japanese garden... I see a face in the tree, do you? Two eyes, a sticky-out nose and then it's also sticking its tongue out!









... the chartreuse of baby trees...






... a tree whose random roots made it look like a baby brontosaurus... see the front legs?



... silvery grasses...



 ... we've had a lot of precipitation this spring, and the creek was running swiftly...





... leaves, bark, slopes, trees, beautiful moss...















... a stunning view. Imagine it in a month... or in the fall..



... who let in the crazy tree hugger?



... cracked ice sheet...



... good news...



Not only is B full of great ideas, she also surprises you at the end of a long walk with a picnic of piping hot tea, cookies, chips and grilled cheese sandwiches. AND... a drop in on the way home to the Lindt chocolate outlet (I stocked up). Thanks, B!

Droplets on Trees

I love water. I love trees. I love small, round things. Droplets of rain on trees are pretty much perfection. My umbrella trees got their shower recently and then sat in their window looking a little tropical. I remembered this day and I long for the next.

Remembering Sun, Water, Trees

and endeavouring to stay warm this winter. The picture was taken through a screen door in the Kawarthas last summer after a dramatic summer storm.

Some Cottage Pictures

Off to the Lake for 10 Days

Me and my 10 toes and three of the best companions are off to the lake, the same cottage as in many years gone by. There'll be a gazillion trees to hug. City life is great, but - oh - how I need this too. I hope you enjoy this video I made. The sunset at the end is real. Such is the joy of a westerly view over water.

Cottage: Water

I spent several mornings taking pictures of the water, looking down into it, playing with some (fake) pearls and other props in it. It was good to play, and to just be there, completely in the moment.

Which reminds me of a silly story my boss found very amusing recently. I was telling her that I had been reading while sitting on the streetcar. The book was on meditiation, on how important it is to be in the moment, to not need distractions or to be engaged electronically (I think we all know what a pandemic this is!). However I was finding it hard to concentrate as I was listening to my mp3 player and texting on my cell phone.

Sigh. I'm trying.