A Fall Walk

The forecast called for rain beginning Sunday afternoon, and it certainly looked like it might rain later, so Mike and I went out for a walk around the neighbourhood in the morning. Many of the sugar maples were turning bright red, and some poplars and other ferny-leaved trees were a brilliant yellow.

We walked down by the river, where, upstream, hundreds of ducks and geese were floating, making a little noise, but not much (maybe the Anglicans have them trained to be quiet during services?). I got some great photos. Most interesting to me however, were the little tableaus tucked away, out of sight: the hundreds of crab-apples tumbled down to the creek-bed, wasted; the downy, perfectly globular seed puff of a dandelion; the bright blue cornflower-like blossoms of something that might be a weed; the startling scarlet leaves and dusky blue-black and lime-green berries of a wandering Virginia creeper that had crept too far into the underbrush beside the river, shielded by the overhanging trees and unruly brush. A chance to use macrophotography! This is not my best photo, but I like all the different colours and textures.