A call of a loon;
Quiet splashing, rhythmic sounds,
Kayak glides along.
Yesterday’s warm temperatures and sunshine beckoned.
So, following the family supper, some of us embarked on an evening’s paddle. Well, as many as could fit into two canoes and a single-person kayak. 😀
We launched our craft onto Taylor Lake and eventually made it to the channel leading to adjacent Clayton Lake….and ultimately the village of Clayton where we finished just as it was getting dark.
It’s a lovely paddling excursion….usually taking about two hours.
There are quite a few cottages along the shores of Taylor Lake, with avid boaters and fishing enthusiasts sharing the water….and everyone respecting the speeds near other boaters. By contrast, Clayton Lake is quieter.
We were lucky and were treated to multiple loon calls, the sighting of a loon family of three, and a pretty sunset.
Here are some more photos…
A juvenile loon…
Sunset on Taylor Lake
From the time the sun was just touching the top of the trees to my extracting my iPhone from the protective plastic box tucked inside my life vest and then going for a photo, as you can see the sun went into hiding – moved so fast! Anyway….still looks pretty over the water like that.
Kayaking is a lot of fun!
(Good time to add in a selfie….) 😀
On Clayton Lake
I took a photo of the view behind me with the pretty clouds and the pinks and purples…..getting darker fast.
Blazing bursts of red
Dazzle, and tall tree branches
Stretch their ballet arms.
Sunset yesterday evening – around 4:40 p.m. about 7 minutes drive from my home.
My Gosh, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the brilliant splashes of colour in the sky.
Yes, yes….I stopped the car to gaze in wonder and awe.
As the sunset progressed, later on the clouds modified their shape a bit and turned into blue tones before fading completely away.
As one of my friends – Anahita – just commented to me, “it’s almost like the sun wanted his glory before the super moon got hers.”
Could be, eh?
On a summer’s night
The lake….so calm and serene;
Soft fading colours.
A couple of evenings ago, when I finished my work up at Pickerel Bay – one of several bays and coves along White Lake in Eastern Ontario – I realized that the sun had set and I wanted one last gaze over the lake before I drove home.
I was rewarded with this lovely “good night” view.
With the setting sun,
Creating cloud silhouettes;
And rays fanning out.
Two of my sons and I had scooted into the city yesterday evening to pick something up, and on our way home, we could see this sunset happening. And we were all admiring the way the sun rays were highlighting the edges of the clouds – creating a silhouette effect -along with the blue, purple, and pink colours.
It is fascinating to see how the sun’s fading rays fan out perfectly and quite visibly….behind those clouds. That’s quite a unique “show.”
Red light fills the sky;
The usual blue water
Is painted red, too.
When I was driving along this road into town this evening, the redness of the sunset sky caught my attention…..as it often does.
This time though I also noticed the water from the pond in the background was reflecting the same shade of red. The red from the sky seemed to flow into everything on earth.
Such a lovely painting with yellow, blue, and purple hues as well…..and black tree silhouettes let the colours jump out even more!
A sunset today;
Breath-taking, and notice it’s
All new tomorrow.
This first photo was taken on March 12th….and….
….this second one was taken on March 13th.
I find it endlessly fascinating how I can be on the same highway roughly around the same hour on two subsequent days, and the sunsets are equally spectacular and also uniquely different.
Variety comes with the cloud formations and other lesser seen atmospheric factors.
And how that can change the mood of those sky paintings!
Dark tree silhouettes,
White snow on the ground with the
Sky bursting alive!
This sunset occurred just a couple of evenings ago, and I only happened to notice as I was passing from one room to the next, busy with some tasks, and I glanced out the window.
What an explosion of colour! Pinks, blues, a smidge of orange, and a glimmer of the descending sun’s yellow. I immediately ran to get my camera and took some photos from the front door.
This artistic display disappeared all too quickly before darkness settled in, so I was even more glad that I happened to catch it when I did.
P.S. I’ve been working away in spits and spurts on my next post…..you’ll see why soon…..stay tuned! 🙂
Looking at the sky,
In serenity’s embrace
I breathe in deeply.
Went for a late afternoon walk on Wednesday…..figured it would do my wheezy lungs some good. It did. It has become my walk of peacefulness and appreciation. A quiet time to think or just to look around and enjoy the scenery. Sometimes it isn’t all THAT quiet…..hahaha!…..when there are oodles of cars and trucks coming through! But there were quiet spells for sure. A friend commented to me yesterday that she also enjoys her walks where she lives – she lives out in B.C. (British Columbia) and therefore…..heaven. There are beautiful mountains in B.C. so the scenery is quite spectacular. And where I am the landscape is dotted with family farms and fields and small woods. Different for sure. I wrote back to her with “I live in heaven, too. Heaven is where one is…..in one’s heart.”
I noticed that the sun was on the descent towards the horizon as I left the house, so I anticipated seeing a progression of views with the sun saying “good night.”
Here are some of those views…..
You’ll notice……there’s no snow! Although it does happen in some years, for December, around here, that’s quite unusual.
A mixture of clouds,
Held in the sky and captured
Below in the pond.
There is a dairy farm down the road from us, and throughout the summer there is a good-sized pond along the one side of the pasture field where the cows spend the majority of their time grazing.
Last week as I was walking along, it was initially the setting sun that caught my eye and then how the sky “painting” was looking equally beautiful in the pond water reflection.
There are such different clouds in the sky, too – from a large bluish one on the right and then some wispy white ones toward the left, along with some bigger whiter ones that look as if they are “painted” with strokes going almost perpendicular to the blue one. With those dark tree silhouettes, I was so impressed with this spectacular view.
Dry is the cornfield;
Tall and Silent. And in front
My shadow dances.
Where the sun hangs in a tree –
See the flying geese?
A stately maple,
Standing tall and fully dressed,
In golden yellow.
A Surprised Squirrel
Stops…..we watch each other……Runs
Then comes the scolding!
Cabin by the woods,
Blends with every season’s hues,
Saying, “Come on in!”
As I head back home,
Flying high above….honking
“It’s time to migrate!”