Those who know me know that I much prefer spring and summer to fall. I love the new growth of spring, and I would much rather wear shorts and T‑shirts than long johns and parkas. Autumn’s beginning brings with it the threat of inevitable winter, and it makes me somewhat melancholy.
But I will grudgingly admit that early autumn, before the cold sets in to stay, has its own charms.
Series: Bike Ride PhotosThe entire series: Down by the river; Bike ride birds; The ex-garden and the weir; Snapshots of a ride; Across Town; Blackbird; North Hill campus; Lilacs and country roads; A pop of colour; Back lane flowers; More Brenizers; The river is high; A bird and a reflection; Rideau Park; Writing Retreat 2020, Day 7; Writing Retreat 2020: The Numbers; Storm damage, sunflowers; Eleanor Kidd gardens; Scenes from today’s ride; All right, autumn can be pretty; Bike ride, April 10, 2021.
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