Thanksgiving

This Thanksgiving, I am grateful…

For a drive through the mountains of northern NB, covered with trees green and gold.

For heavy rain on a misty lake.

For a potluck turkey dinner with family crowded into a camp.

For a walk in the woods, breathing in the earthy scent of fall.

For making memories with my parents, my sisters, my son and my daughter, and my niece and my nephews.

For a Hunter’s Moon, humongous in the early evening sky.

I hope your Thanksgiving was filled with love and laughter, good food and great company.

Happy Thanksgiving! 🍁 🇨🇦

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What Fall Should Be

leaves

This week has been absolutely gorgeous.

It is November, and we have had temperatures of 17 and 18 degrees celcius.  The sun has been shining, the breeze has been calm, and the fall leaves are hanging on.

Last year at this time, winter was in full force.  Our yard never got cleaned up before the snow because the snow came so early.  This is what fall is supposed to be like.

What a difference a year can make.

Red and Rocks

red and rocks

I could not resist photographing this little composition of contrasts.

The vibrant scarlet against the almost monochromatic background; the fuzzy-soft flower on the rock-hard bridge; living against un-living…  This is the was I found it.

Art, everywhere.