Misty Dawn at Pickerel Bay



Dreamy, peaceful dawn;

A light mist…floating islands.

Magic in the air?




A view of White Lake early Tuesday morning….just after 7 a.m.  As seen from Pickerel Bay.

Before I got started with the work I had come to do, a movement in the sky caught my eye – a slow, gracefully soaring great blue heron; it has such a distinctive, unmistakable gliding style – I watched its flight for a few moments, then my eyes lowered to the horizon, and I noticed the mist on the lake water, and I was immediately entranced with the sense of peacefulness and calm.

At the sight of the tranquil water…..the island reflections….the light pink hues created by the just rising sun……it could be the perfect spot for enchanted Avalon!








A Cheery Hello!

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Robin flies in low,

Soft landing; then hip, then hop –

Time to catch some worms.




As I was sitting in Stewart Park (in Perth, Ontario) today in the afternoon, waiting for some friends, I looked around….enjoying the view of the small brook flowing nearby, and the trees, and….

This beautiful robin flew along from behind where I was sitting on a bench and then passed in front of me, swooped a little semi-circle, and landed in the grass.

Seemed to me she didn’t mind my presence, as she hopped a bit and then stopped.  Hopped some more and stopped.  We gazed at each other; it felt like a cheerful greeting “hello!”

Here are some more views of the park….







Giant at Pickerel Bay

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Standing tall and strong,

Higher than all the others;

A leader of trees?



On Monday I was doing some pre-season cleaning prep work at a cottage and trailer campground area on White Lake, known as Pickerel Bay Lodge.  After I was done working, I went on a little walkabout, as it had been in early October of last year when I was up there last, just as the resort season ended.

In one particular spot there had previously been three small cottages  – the cottages were in need of some kind of upgrade – and that had been cleared and replaced with three new trailers.  Some of the surrounding vegetation had also been cleared out, which made  this spot with the trees more visible.

And there was just something about those trees that caught my eye.

Photography Assignment – Trees

In this week’s photography assignment, the theme focused on trees, which happens to be one of my favourite subjects.  I love trees! So much variety and beauty in design and patterns.

So I dug around in my archives to pick four for my submissions.  In addition to sharing these photos with you, and in keeping with my usual style on this blog page, I have decided to add in new haiku poems to accompany each one.  I hope you like them.

Here they are:


Dead Tree Trunk from Oct. 2012


Resting in silence;

No longer alive, and yet

Supporting new life.


Trees #1 – (from the archives)  I took it in October 2012, when I was on a hike in a nearby conservation area. I loved the peacefulness of this scene. The tree having transitioned to the next phase of its life in that it provides nutrients and shelter for the life occurring then.
There were all sorts of things that caught my eye. I really liked how this tree stump was positioned…in three parts – stump and long log and end log – in a cushiony bed of colourful leaves….and a cloud of “yellow” leaves up above.
The yellows and oranges having a good contrast with the dark grey of the dead tree and the thin saplings.




Shelf bracken on tree from April 2015


Jutting out in groups,

As stepping stones up the tree

For small animals?


Trees #2 – (from the archives) For this one I decided to focus on a close-up of a tree, to see its bark texture and other fascinating details. Taken last April of a poplar tree in our back woods – I love how the bark curls with that paper-thin look, the splotches of green moss, and I was especially fascinated with the abundant collection of shelf bracken attached to this tree.




New Zealand Christmas Tree from 2010


That familiar shape,

But the needles face upwards?

Gentle, big brushes.


Trees #3 – (from the archives, my trip in 2010) – the uniquely shaped “Christmas” tree as found in both the North and South Islands of New Zealand. I took several photos in different places, because this tree continuously fascinates me. I picked this one to share, as with the light sky as background, you can see more clearly the frond design of the leaves – or “needles” –  and how they grow upwards.




The Lost Tree - March 28, 2016


Trees #4 (taken in March 2016)

Some of you may remember this one….

I featured it in a previous blog post….with the title “The Lost Tree.”

(complete with haiku and background story)









Winding Road



Curving left and right

The road beckons; trees lean in

To guide the way there.



The allure of the forested winding roads; I can’t resist!

Even though on this early spring day I was driving to a friend’s house for a visit, as I drive I lose myself in the hypnotic rhythm of trees passing by on both sides of me.

Sometimes the road seems wider and more open and the trees smaller.  And then at other stretches and curves, the trees look taller and closer and reach across the sky to meet “hands” with those on the other side.

I relish the quiet embrace of these ever watchful tree sentinels.



What I saw in passing…


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!  🙂

Little White Orbs


November raindrops

Run down bare fingers of trees;

Cling briefly….then fall.


When I looked out the window this morning, at first I saw the grey sky.  Then as my eyes glanced around, they focused on these branches just outside my bedroom window and immediately were absorbed with those pretty raindrop orbs hanging onto the thinnest twigs.

So, I quickly grabbed my camera, because raindrops are endlessly fun!

And for your amusement, I am adding on the photo that came right after the first one….and see if you can find the raindrop (roughly in the middle) that was there in the one and is gone in the next.  🙂


Happy November Day to You!!

Sunset over a Pond


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.

Majestic Southern Alps


Standing strong and….HUGE!

Easily they touch the sky,

Guarding all the land.


Yesterday I was looking through some older photos for my weekly photography assignment, and it was fun indulging in some memories that popped into mind from a trip in 2010 to New Zealand.  Canada is my first love; my homeland.  And New Zealand runs a really close second place!

I still have some organizing to do with all the photos I took during that trip – moving things around on my computer – but I expect that I will share some more in the near future.

For today I picked these two photos, taken on a TranzContinental train trip that starts in Christchurch and goes through Arthur’s Pass to Greymouth and back….and it offers oodles of opportunities to take photos of the Southern Alps along the route.

There were ample breath-taking and spectacular views of these Southern Alps.  In these photos you can get a sense of perspective on the incredible height of these mountains, for example, in comparison to the trees in the foreground…..and those are NOT small trees!  There are pretty clouds floating in the sky and some cheeky ones that floated down a bit lower in front of those picturesque mountains.

It was a beautiful and cool, wintry day, when we rode on the train.  There was an open-air car at one end of the train for people who wanted to have a freer look at the surrounding countryside – not through the usual glass windows – and, of course, the air smelled wonderfully fresh out there!

The Promise of an Acorn

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Little acorn seed,

Full of potential life force,

Take root and grow tall.

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On one of my daily walks, as I was coming along our little gravelly country road leading up to the house, I couldn’t help but notice something yellowy-green in a “sea” of limestone grey.

I was enthralled.  An acorn without its signature cap (“cupule”) on top.  Had a squirrel found it and been on route to hiding it in one of its caches of food storage…and lost it? Otherwise, why such a distance from any nearby oak tree?

I had a closer look at the acorn and then picked it up.  As I gazed upon it, I was reminded of a more well-known part of William Blake’s poem “Auguries of Innocence:”

“To see a World in a Grain of Sand

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand

And Eternity in an Hour.”

I have to confess that although I am quite fond of poetry, and poetry from classic writers, I actually learned about this four-line segment via the first Tomb Raider movie in which Lara Croft finds one of her clues in those wise words.

Ever since then I have loved how Blake expressed those thoughts, and so as I gazed upon that acorn, I thought about “holding infinity in my palm”…even if it means holding something that given the right conditions of air, soil, and water holds the promise of growing into a stately oak that can reach a long age and witness much over its lifetime.  Life is a continuous process, so in that sense, endless.  Infinite.

I decided this limestone gravel road wasn’t much of a conducive home for this sturdy acorn and brought it in with me.  In the next day or so, I will go for a walk in the nearby little woods and see if I can find a life-giving spot for it.  Or perhaps try assisting the acorn into a seedling stage, as I discovered through a bit of research online.


Check out this cool-looking time-lapse video of an acorn seed’s early development – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZK4LjURtaDw