On a bike ride with a friend this evening, we happened upon a small pixie village in the trees. I had my camera, so you get to enjoy it too.
Part-time prevaricator
They have such a lovely smell and such a brief season.
Update: In a bit of weird synchronicity, I posted this the day before “Wear the Lilac Day”, a day created by fans of the late Sir Terry Pratchett—one of my favourite authors—to commemorate his writing and to support research into Alzheimer Disease. Since Dad had dementia, this one strikes me a bit as “is the universe telling me something?”
I went 21 km today, and saw a couple of deer at the Riverbank Discovery Centre…

…and some pigeons flying above some rocks on the edge of the river, as seen from the 1st Street Bridge.

The weather’s supposed to turn wintry again for a few days, so I took advantage of today’s nice weather for a good long bike ride—27.8km, which took about 1¾ hour or so of cycling (I stopped to take photos and to chat with a friend, so I was gone from the house for 2½ hours).
I took my camera along, too, and snapped some photos.
The contrail photo above is actually a panorama of about six photos. Compare and contrast below with a single-frame version of the same image.
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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.
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