Everywhere I look, I can see the signs.
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Hostas are the most rhythmic of plants.
Colour or Monochrome.
Doesn’t seem to matter.
These days Mother Nature is trying to decide whether it’s time to get out of Autumn mode and into Winter.
She is having trouble making up her mind, it seems.
So in the interim, some more Fall colour while She ruminates.
It’s December now and the colours of Autumn are long gone.
The memory is still here.
There is the occasional snowflake in the air this morning but thoughts of the season that is just ending are still in my mind.
So much colour that one gets a bit tired of it.
Until one sees more.
Then it’s impossible to ignore.
It took its time but Full-On Autumn has arrived.
Fall sneaks up slowly.
It you are not looking, it arrives before you know it.
It’s been rather dull lately, particularly this morning.
Perhaps this will help to brighten your day.
The bush beside the Pipeline Park in Temiscaming.
The last of the leaves have hung on until the first light overnight snow dusts them as a reminder of the inevitability of the coming of Winter.
The old CNR railway roadbed ran beside Sweetman’s Garden and was the reason that the garden came into existence. The right-of-way was much wider than required for the tracks and Murray Sweetman began to use the vacant land beside the tracks as a garden. Over the years the garden became quite extensive and was a place to marvel at and escape from the neighbourhood for a bit of “quiet time”. An oasis of calm.
The rails were removed years ago and despite unsuccessful attempts on the part of the City’s Mayor and Council to sell the land for development, it is still there today. Perhaps not as glorious as it once was, but still an oasis of calm nonetheless.