It is hard to believe that something so pretty can be so poisonous.
Along many roads in Ontario, wild parsnip grows abundantly. We’ve warned the children about it, reminded ourselves to keep an eye out when we walk among plants. Now, these golden weeds are drying out for fall. Their starburst-like shape makes for pretty pictures, and I can’t resist photographing them (although you can be sure I keep my distance!).
These are flowers I won’t be picking.
I will always miss the coastlines of New Brunswick, but there is plenty of inspiration in Ontario.
In fact, being in a new place is providing for many photo opportunities. Especially when you keep your eyes open.
There are several spots to pull off Bath Road outside Kingston to enjoy the view of the lake. Not only the lake drew my eye, though. Even the curved guardrail along the road can make for a great photo.
The petals have fallen off these Japanese anemones in my backyard, but they have these wonderful pompom-like centers that spike out from their stems.
I love flowers, in all their stages.
After a hectic move from New Brunswick to Ontario, we are finally unpacked.
For two months, it seemed like all I did was make phone calls and deal with endless boxes of stuff. (It is incredible how much stuff we accumulate.)
At last, I can enjoy the home we bought and the beautiful garden that came with it. And once again I have time to explore with my camera, not only in my new yard, but in my new city as well.
It also means that I finally have time for writing here again. Thanks for waiting.
On our trip to Ontario, we took the kids apple picking.
Endless rows of apple trees lined the fields; each tree bursting with ripe fruit. Thousands of apples for the taking.
The kids took turns climbing onto their father’s shoulders, reaching for the highest, reddest apples they could find. We filled a barrel to bring home: apple pie, apple crisp, apple muffins…
And we savoured the sweet, crisp taste of apples straight from the tree.