Wordless Wednesday

This Time Last Year

 On our walk around the neighbourhood yesterday, I spotted several signs of spring - two clumps of yellow crocuses just opening their sleepy heads, a half dozen dandelions decorating the boulevard, dozens of robins singing as they flew from treetop to treetop, one small daisy standing amid the grass by the sidewalk, and countless new shoots poking up through the cold dirt.  

My intention was to go back and photograph them today for a blog post, but a bitterly cold wind and a forecast of snow and a still-sore back led to a chance of plans.  And a week filled with appointments and other commitments has meant little time for photography.  And then it hit me - I hardly posted anything last year yet I had taken photos with good intentions to do so.  And so I went back to this day last year and sure enough - there were the spring flowers, and the birds, and a even a few beach shots.  

So....in the interest of giving you something to read with your morning coffee, here's what we saw on our neighbourhood walk this time last year:

Apparently, we also walked down to the community park and along the beach that day too, for the file also showed gardeners working on the beds in the aboretum, crows clustered on a tree, plovers fishing along the shore and.....a happy Maggie on the sand.  

It couldn't have been as cold then as it is today, for I also photographed a woman walking barefoot along the water's edge - though her very pink feet suggest the water was chilly for sure.

And apparently this gull had chilly feet too (and from the out-of-focus photo, my hands were probably cold too):

Spring was a little further along last year, but we will soon catch up, I hope.  The forecasted snow for today did not materialize (yet!), and  the crocuses and dandelions and robins and daisy and countless new shoots are harbingers of that wonderful reawakening of nature.  If my back and the weather cooperate, I'll be out there capturing it with the camera. 

Autumn Meanderings

There are those who dislike autumn because it signals that winter will soon be here.  And those who love it, for the very same reason.  But I love autumn for the sights and sounds and smells it brings.  Leaves crunch underfoot. Squirrels chatter in trees as they scramble to gather in the harvest that will sustain them through winter if only they remember where they have hidden the stash. The air is crisp, the sun is bright but low in the sky.  It has been a perfect autumn so far, and I hope we will have at least a couple more weeks of this glorious weather in which to enjoy the outdoors.

Top Bridge Park, Parksville BC

The fall colours provide the perfect backdrop for photos of Maggie, who anticipates my "sit, stay" command as soon as I pull the camera from my pocket.  She has become a ham, plonking herself down in appropriately sunlit-and-leaf-strewn places to wait for the click of the camera and a treat for her cooperation.

You can pay me my modelling fee in cookies, please!

I have done lots of hiking and walking lately - some with Maggie, some with friends, some with both. So come along with me, and see where we have been:

Are ya coming?

My Monday hiking friend and I returned to Strathcona Park to repeat the Paradise Meadows-Lake Helen McKenzie-Battleship Lake loop I'd done earlier with a group - I posted about that hike here.  This time we traveled it at a more comfortable pace, taking many more photos and many more breaks.

Strathcona Park

When we stopped for lunch at Battleship Lake, we were particularly entertained - and sometimes frustrated - by the cheeky whiskey jacks who not only landed on our laps, hands, and heads uninvited but also grabbed pieces of our sandwiches enroute to our mouths!  Eating lunch was an exercise in sneakiness, trying to keep our food covered and hidden at all times.

We also went to Christie Falls near Ladysmith this fall, for the first but not the last time,  as well as Spectacle Lake near the Malahat summit, and Morrell Sanctuary in Nanaimo.  Yesterday, we hiked Enos Lake in Nanoose Bay, but those photos are not yet edited.

Enroute to Christie Falls

Enroute  to Christie Falls

Lower part Christie Falls - first of three falls

Middle part Christie Falls

(We didn't reach the highest one due to some difficult terrain, and a fellow hiker told us 

the third one was pretty much dry. Two creek sources converge; the bottom two falls are fed by a different stream).

The picture at the top of this blog entry is the footbridge where the Christie Falls trail meets up with the Haslam Creek trail - which is part of the Trans Canada Trail system.

The hike at Spectacle lake, on the Malahat, was done on a rainy day, but that generally doesn't stop us. Mags came along, sporting her red raincoat:

Spectacle Lake in the rain

Morrell Sanctuary is beautiful any time of year, but particularly in fall.  I go there often, with both my hiking friends, doing various loop trails around this wonderful nature park. In October, my Monday hike explored the Alder trail, as well as the Beaver Pond trail, High Knoll, and a set of small trails designed for kids, seniors, and people with disabilities.

Morrell Lake

Morrell Lake from above

I love how the brilliant yellow of the leaves shine through the darker evergreens, making the forest appear backlit with sunlight.

My Friday hiking friend and I, who do shorter, even slower walks or 'saunters' as we call them, took the dogs to Bowen Park in the heart of Nanaimo the other week - a perfect urban park for a fall walk in leaves, a fall photoshoot of waterfalls as the Millstream River tumbles over river-smoothed rocks.

Maggie beside Millstream River

Ducks! Maggie's favourite park of any hike!

Heron in Millstream River

Millstream River, Bowen Park, Nanaimo

The falls on Millstream River

The falls on Millstream River, Bowen Park

Last week, we also went to Morrell Sanctuary, one of our very favorite places to saunter, and the thick covering of fallen maple leaves created a lovely camouflage for my friend's pom, Parker.

Trail in Morrell Sanctuary

Parker, in camouflage! 

I've done a few other hikes too.  Mags and I went to Top Bridge Park near our home, and discovered it to be an easy and beautiful hike through meadow, forest, and along riverside.  Part of the trail was closed when we had first checked it out this spring, and I am so glad we went back.  We will be frequent travelers on these trails.

The many colours of autumn
Top Bridge Park

Englishman River, Top Bridge Park

Trestle in Top Bridge Park

We also frequent Englishman River Estuary Park, a wildlife management area, at least a couple of times a week.  The ever-changing views of river and ocean, and a network of wide and narrow trails are always enjoyable.

Englishman River Estuary Park

Maggie on the leaf-strewn trail

On all our walks and hikes this fall, there has been an amazing show of wild mushrooms of all colours, shapes and sizes.  I photographed but a fraction of the hundreds of species we saw.

Last week I checked out the lower section of the Nile Creek trail, north of Qualicum Beach.  Though an easy trail (the upper section is more difficult though but beautiful with many waterfalls, apparently), it was not well signed, and I was not well matched with the fit and fast person I explored it with so I had little time for photos or observations of the beauty around us.  I'll do it again another time with one of my regular hiking companions. 

Log bridge with cable handrail over Nile Creek

My idea of an enjoyable hike is a leisurely wandering with frequent stops to admire the surroundings, take photos, check out a side trail, observe a bird, discover a mushroom or flower or little critter alongside the trail.  I find few people whose style and pace matches my own. I'm so thankful that my Monday and Friday hiking buddies from my former home down island have been willing to continue our hikes/walks even though it frequently means long drives for one or both of us.

And then, of course, there is the beach in fall.  Mags and I go there almost daily on at least one of our two or three daily walks.  The flocks of sandpipers and ducks have come back for the winter, as well as a smattering of eagles and a handful of herons.  The sunrise creates mirror images of far away trees and buildings in the pools between the sandbars, and of the waterfowl that search for snacks in the shallows.  And one morning an otter entertained us as he feasted on his morning catch.

Maggie watches a flock of geese flying noisily across the water

Heron on Parksville Beach, early morning

Reflections between the sandbars

River otter having breakfast on the beach

And everywhere we go, we see the beautiful fall colors - all shades of browns and yellows and orange and red.  How can one not love autumn?

The End

Oh Canada: A Celebration

(In keeping with tradition, here is my ninth annual Canada Day post, a tribute to my beloved country, using some of my favourite photos from the past twelve months.  Best viewed on a full-size computer screen rather than an itty-bitty smartphone 😁)

Oh Canada, my Canada,

Today is the day we celebrate your birthday... and yet,
I celebrate your birthday every day - 
for you, my beloved country,  were born not on a day when 
a few men formed a confederation of provinces, 
but on the day your first seed foretold the beauty of forests,

on the day your first tide brought us the beauty of the ocean,

on the day your  first flower opened its petals to the sun, 

and on the day your first young gave promise to the miracle of growth.

Oh Canada, my Canada,

though your people have struggled through many conflicts,

and cities have replaced some of your forests and fields, 

And though many Canadians are still chained by past and present violence, poverty, or despair

Or feel discarded, used up, spent,

You, Canada,  my home, my country, you offer to us so much:


Your forests and lakes offer tranquility,

Your flowers offer a rainbow of joy,

Your birds bring majesty, music, and  wonder,

And your beaches offer solace and peace.

Thank you, Canada, my country, my home,
For the pleasures each season brings:
The delight of spring flowers,

The warmth of summer days,

The red and golden colours of autumn,

The crisp, cool air of winter.

Oh Canada,  where opportunities to follow our passions abound

And people pitch in according to their ability, even when the load is heavy.

May those that inhabit your land, Oh Canada, 

find rest when they are weary,

and shelter when they need it.

May they be curious,

listen to others,

speak out,

and laugh a little every day.

For whether we stand alone 

Or are one of a large flock,

You are what unites us, Canada, your landscape, your beauty, our love for our country.

May your breezes gently blow away our worries,

May your land and waters provide food to nourish our bodies,

And sights to nourish our souls.

And even if we don't find a wealth of pearls, 
May we still find beauty in the empty shell,

And vision in a rotting log,

and grandeur in an unused trestle.  

May those who aim to govern us look deep
into the cracks of our history, that they may right the wrongs for  present and future generations, 

And find ways to bridge the gaps that divide us.

Oh Canada, 
May we always protect your forests, your lakes, your mountains, your prairies, your oceans, your creatures.

May we get to see another rise of your sun, Oh Canada,

And another sunset at the end of the day,

Another moon to watch over us through the night,

So wherever we go,

We will always think of Canada, my Canada, my home.

My beautiful home.
Oh Canada. We stand on guard for thee. 

Happy Birthday, Canada.