There are a few small clues here that Autumn has begun.
Protected by the surrounding forest, the ferns around this decaying log are still rich green.
Processes happen slowly in this part of the forest, but they are inexorable in their progress.
The log will in time be reduced to its elements and return to the soil which gave it life.
Cycling on a mild sunny day in Spring.
A recent all day snowfall reminds me why one lives in the North.
It is fashionable among many to “hate” snow and wish it gone.
I find it impossible to align their thinking with the calm and delicacy I see here.
Pristine in its beauty, newly fallen snow in the forest.
Beside Shorewood Road in North Bay.
Birches on the shore of Lake Nosbonsing.
Off Hwy 63 Saturday morning.
Growing on the forest floor in early autumn.
Yesterday’s post in Black and White.
The period of time in Spring between the disappearance of the snow and the arrival of the warmth.
Waiting for the explosion of growth that comes inevitably each year.
Last year’s maple leaves glow in the forest.
Beside Kinsmen Trail bicycle path in the Chippewa Creek valley.
There was a marvellous snow day yesterday. Snow stayed on everything and there was little wind.
Nostalgia for old photographs crept into this treatment of a photo I made a couple of mornings ago.
Near our place is a path through the forest.
Spending a few minutes in awe of the delicate nature of the bush makes the day worthwhile.