Celebrating Earth Day

Three tall white pines…..
Three small children 
Bring home
Three small pines.

The trees were planted in a line.
Side by side, the children grew.
Side by side, grew the trees.

That first earth day,
It has created a beautiful background.
For so many
a wonderful thing.

Family gatherings,
Children playing,
Music in the yard.
A beautiful couple
saying, 'I do'.
The stumps of a tree…..
From a seed,
into a sapling.
From a sapling,
into a tree.
From a tree,
into a stump.
From a stump,
into earth.
To provide nourishment,
for the next tiny seed.

Summer in the Springtime

We climbed up a hill, and, discovered a tranquil little lake.
Where rapids become waterfalls.
We stopped the car to allow this beautiful creature to safely cross the road, then secure herself a safe hiding spot amongst the evergreens.
I want to paint this picture!
that no longer prevent people from entering.
Forest shenanigans!
A beautiful bouquet, delivered by mother nature herself .
The old and the new……and the forest life continue.

We spent a wonderful, mid April day, discovering beautiful Cooper’s Falls.

Taking advantage of an unseasonably warm day. No mosquitoes, and no blackflies.

Ontario, yours to discover!

No Snow….

There is no snow,

in my part of Ontario

Only the distant hills are white.
There is no snow,
on the beach.
Just a dike,
of crusty
white ice.
Sand on the street.
Sand on the street. 
Brown streets.
Not white.
Sand, ice,
in the browns,
the blues,
the greys.
And every shade
in between.


water ebbs
water flows
over fingers
over toes
it washes your face
it cleanses your soul
leaving a trace
making you whole
it swims through your mind
it tickles your feet
it makes you smile
at those you meet
I love it
as water
I love it
as ice
it waters the world
everything right

The Colours of Black River Wilderness Park


A 180 acre park, Black River Wilderness Park is owned and operated by the Chippewas of Rama First Nations.

The beauty of rock, wood, and water.
The different colours of the Black River
Enjoying the view….
On the red trail, or was it the yellow one, or maybe the green trail? No, I think it was the blue trail.
The Black River, moving it’s way throughout the park.
On an island….

On this last day of the season, the tents and the RVs have left the grounds. A single campfire fills the air with an earthy smell of smoke.

The beauty of autumn!