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
water
it waters the world
making
everything right
The things you see, when you look between the trees, is sort of like. Reading between the lines.
A 180 acre park, Black River Wilderness Park is owned and operated by the Chippewas of Rama First Nations.
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.
In the midst of our great Canadian landscape, amongst the trees, and the lakes, and the rocks, we discovered The Tree Museum.
Just follow the little blue arrows, and the little blue signs. After a kilometer, or two, and you will happen upon the entrance to the Tree Museum.
Before the entrance, God has his work on display.
A mailbox contains a guest book. We left our names among the rest of the worldly travelers who have discovered this beautiful retreat into the wilderness.
Having just recently recovered from a bout of covid19, I started this outing a little overconfident in my level of fitness and endurance, so we are leaving the rest of tour for a different day.
We have so much more to explore!
Who is the poet of the flower?
The answer changes by the hour.
Petals of
blue,
and of white,
and of pink.
The scent of the flower,
Cause the poet to think.
The stem,
The stalk,
Where in
The flower's beauty
Locks.
Grown
In sand, and soil,
And rock.
God's paint brush
Moves,
With grace and ease.
Beauty, found and sought.
We were our very own one car parade as we very slowly and very carefully traveled the 12 kilometers of narrow dirt road, through forests and wetlands, to the very peaceful and tranquil Victoria Falls. A very different parade than the one taking place in England to celebrate Queen Elizabeth II’s Platinum Jubilee.
On the right of the bridge is the wet and wild Victoria Falls with it’s many rocks and rapids.
To the left of the bridge the dark waters lazily gather before turning and tumbling down the rocky falls to join the rapids below.
The water forming large Eddie’s before transforming into a flurry of rushing water.
So much to explore. So much to see.
We spotted a beaver close to this spot.
Ontario has so much to offer.
Growth and renewal
The colour of spring
Rebirth
Pine green
Mint green
Milkweed green
And jellybean green.
Emerald, lime, spring, forest, teal, chartreuse, olive, aquamarine, turquoise, blue-green, sage, jungle green, light green, viridian, malachite.
Spinach, kale, broccoli, avocado, asparagus, brussel sprouts, cabbage, kiwi, collard greens, edamame, chard, bok choy, green beans, green tea, mustard greens, cucumbers, arugula, beet greens, celery, zucchini, lime, peas, apples, lettuce.
The green of grass
The green of grain
The green that's gracious
The green that's growth.
Psalm 1:3 'the leaf shall not wether'
To Mothers,
From far and wide.
Here on earth,
And in the sky.
To those who mother
Other people's children.
To those who benefit
From other people's mothers.
From the goose
With her gander.
To the Mother osprey
Who yelled at me.
Happy Mother's Day
To all of the women
In this world!
Groovy Tales of a Well Adult 