A little flowered out here after formatting these pictures. Brace yourself for part two of my in-town nature walk.
After a lifetime of calling these snapdragons, I've learned that these common wildflowers
are really called Yellow Toadflax.
I've known about Jewelweed since my Muskoka days.
As delicate as it is, it makes up for in pervasiveness.
a giant clump of wild asters,
the quintessential wildflower of autumn
Now I've turned off the main street onto a more cultivated road
where this berry grows on a privacy hedge
what is left of a pretty pink flower; I highly doubt they're edible
a stand of tall grasses in someone's yard that must have been over 7 feet high
a 1950's classic at the corner
I almost wiped out on this extended branch of cherries
I'm guessing they're chokecherries so I didn't even try one
At the end of this road, a favourite yard with this apple-like fruit all over the lawn
across the road, a ravine of bamboo
I turn down a road that we once thought we might like to live on
and find an orchard in someone's side yard.
two of many varieties of apples in such a small space
across the street, repairs are underway on an old house
A favourite pumpkin coloured door on a house at the top of the hill
at the bottom of the hill is a beautiful flowering bush at the back of a church
its bud and blooming flowers
called Hibiscus, the Rose of Sharon
They turn to purple as they die
I faded this shot to show the textures
as I walk along the side of the church I catch it's side entrance garden
Red Prince Weigela
with its tulip flowers that stay red when they die off
Some pink beauties
one of the many wild roses that abound
and up close
At the foot of the hill, I turn left and walk along the main road approaching the corner where
The Cornwallis Inn as it stands today
Aerial view of the Cornwallis Inn 1931
|Cornwallis Inn Circa 1931|
Behind the Inn I found the old railroad track that I'd never walked on
the small creek that runs in the ravine behind our house,
carries on here between the path and neighbourhood houses.
Next time I come, I'll bring a garbage bag.
On the other side, cords of firewood and old pallets await winter
further along, another stand of bamboo
I catch a close up of its flowers
Someone has made a back gate for access into town
Only one short block from the main road and yet a jungle of vines
I cross a double bridge
and take a last shot of the weedy asters and fleabane
before deciding to leave the trail behind the curling club building
walking its driveway out to this tidy corner that I turn up towards the main street
a short walk back to my street, I stop to admire an old fashioned garden of
Sedum!, Echinacea and Hydrangea
It's a bit of a climb home going this way
which is why I zig-zagged earlier into town to take more shallow slopes
At one point I put my hoodie on to buffer any falling acorns
as I could hear them hitting the road. Thankfully I got by unscathed.
Thank you for sharing this walk with me. It is a sweet, if wistful time of year, as we pass into the next season. Perhaps we'll see some "fall colour" this weekend as none of the leaves have changed around here in this part of the Valley.
Have a pleasant weekend-
with no falling "conkers" (as I hear falling chestnuts are appropriately called).