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.

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.

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Late November morning, crisp, windless.
Sparse snowflakes drift lazily to meet the water.
In the distance,
The Bay turns around the corner and meets the Lake.
Quietly.

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There is a small cemetery in Feronia which provides a quiet, tranquil resting place for many who pioneered the area.
It is situated on a small knoll surrounded by bush. Much like what the first people to move into the area found when they arrived.
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Sweetman’s Garden is a favourite place for me. 
Quiet and serene. There is more to experience than lovely flowers in that special part of the Universe.
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Another quiet spot in downtown Toronto.
Berczy Park on Front St.
End of the day. Time to rest and reflect.
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The bush near our place is a very pleasant place to be these days.
Quiet, tranquil and cold enough to make one aware.
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