a flower walk

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).