Two weeks ago, exactly.
It was the eve of Thanksgiving weekend.
And, this was the view…standing on the shore of Woodbine Beach, looking back towards Lakeshore Ave.
But, why does Thanksgiving feel so long ago!
Maybe it’s because it feels like winter seems to have arrived early.
So cold! And, snow sightings, already. What?
I’ve been on the road off and on, and a little behind on posting.
More images to come
In the meantime, hope all’s well with you!
The grounds at the McMichael Gallery in Kleinburg, Ontario are spectacular. This singular yellow tree against the perfectly blue sky – it’s what you might call, primary beauty!
30 Days of Wonder: Day 29
Wonder: Something extraordinary or surprising; the rapt attention and deep emotion caused by the sight of something extraordinary (Miriam Webster)
I won’t rush into autumn. There are almost three full weeks of summer left. And, I intend to savour every bit of it.
But, this long weekend, this Labour Day weekend we’ve just passed through, it kind of hurtles us forward into fall. Launches us. School years begin (and in some cases, have already.) The sign-up for community activities opens shortly. And, I can taste autumn in the breeze. It’s hard not to say the heck with it. Just embrace autumn and get on it with it!
It’s not that I have anything against autumn. It’s one of my favourite seasons. Love it! But, I’m just not ready to let go.
Like a kid clenching the handle bars of my bike, I just don’t want to get off the brilliant ride that is summertime.
Even though an image like this one appears right before my eyes…kind of screaming ‘autumn’. On this side of the fence, the lush, green grass of summer. On the other side, just through that gate – the one that stands. wide. open. – is autumn. All golden and rust-coloured. Kind of gorgeous. (And, yes, it really looked like that at dusk on Saturday.)
Autumn. It’s beckoning. And, I can feel myself getting pulled toward that gate. Ready or not.
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