Horses in open space near Powassan, Ontario.
White accents in the bush.
Today is the first of the lengthening days that will take us to the longest day of the year in six months.
A spectacular beginning was provided this morning as overnight, Mother Nature coated everything in white.
This is a section of Four Mile Creek shortly before it enters Trout Lake.
I’ve always thought of Hollyhocks as a bit of an old-fashioned flower, popular when I was young (a long time ago) and reminiscent to me of how gardens looked in the 1930’s and 40’s. Warm nostalgia runs through my mind whenever I see them.
Today’s rain reminded me that I had these photographs from Sweetman’s Garden in my files.
Little white flowers on the Waterfront.
The Gardens continue to yield quiet, gentling sights.
Some mornings are quite delicious.
Dream of a white Christmas tonight.
The water lilies are beginning to appear.
Water surface on a calm morning.
Snow surfaces can be very pristine and sensuous.
Laurentian Ski Hill yesterday.
Little white stars by the road.
Cold this morning on the ice. Looked back at the shore and noticed the birches lit by reflected light from the ice.
Colour version here.
I like the monochrome better.
These leaves cannot make up their minds as to whether they are green or white.
Others are left to decide.
I get excited by lupins.
A couple of shy iris as well.