The Seated View

Last weekend, The Boy and I decided on an excursion to Henry's, Heaven for camera nuts. Not to buy, just to see, hold, and possibly to covet. What? Don't you do that? We cut through St. James Park on the way, both carrying our cameras. I got stuck taking photos of leaves and he wandered off to pursue his obsession: catching a pigeon in flight without any blur. After a few minutes, I heard him whisper-shout my name, looked up and saw my beloved frantically waving for me to join him further into the park by a clump of trees. I moved towards him, then heard what he was saying (a whisper-shout is hard to decipher at a distance): "Warp speed and bring your zoom!" So I pushed it into fast, speed and an uneven path collaborating to shake loose a kidney or two. When I got closer The Boy continued in a now penetrating whisper: "Bird of prey in the tree, people taking photos, come quickly!"  I hoofed it. And saw this incredible sight (as always, click on photos to...

The trees are getting desperate, hanging onto their leaves as long as they can. It's becoming harder and harder not to face the fact that Fall is here. So I thought we all could use some help in maintaining the delusion that October is just a particularly colourful part of summer. What better way than to wander through a semi-wilderness on a warm summer day?). Off to the Ptui (a.k.a. Leslie Street Spit) we go. You may remember my first trip to the in May. The landscape was beautiful and since the park is a migration stop, we saw an incredible variety of birds . In the late summer, The Boy and I decided to go back to see if we could expand our list of Birds We Have Seen. Okay, I'm the only one maintaining such a list, but I'm doing it for both of us. Really! At the end of summer, the Ptui was an overgrown wilderness with a path. We weren't the only ones on it — an awful lot of people had decided that it was a perfect time for a bike ride (click on the photos to see...