Mary Soderstrom's Blog, page 4

Life is not easy, the future is uncertain, it's rough out there....
 

 Visited a cattery (not at all a cat house) to see if members of the family react to Siberian cats with an eye to getting one.  The good news is that despite cuddling with six Siberian females, all concerned report no allergic symptoms.  Yay!

 It was "Fall back" time today, so we woke up extra early and made it to the Technoparc before the sun was up.  Frost on everything, birds still asleep, but a lovely sunrise.

It looks like some folks had a grand time preparing for Halloween at le Parc des Rapides de Lachine.  About a dozen carefully carved pumpkins were dotted around the park the weekend before the holiday, some of them in pretty hard-to-reach places.  Kudos for originality. 

 

Heat on, considering getting out winter coat. A chilly Thanksgiving day. Not at all religious but very grateful for all I and my dear ones have. Everyone should be so lucky!

 It's taken awhile this fall for the trees to turn colour.  Another sign of climate change?  Perhaps.

But the sun has begun to shine through the changing leave, giving back some of the light that that the leaves stored  during the warm season.

Oh, you say, it doesn't work that way.  It's just that the trees have stopped making chlorophyl and the underlying pigments in the leaves are now visible.

Maybe, but you can't deny that trees in their marvelous way have taken the energy from light and used it to make all those leaves, once so brilliantly green and now flashing gold and crimson. 

 This is the time of year when the stars are out...in the front yard.  I mean, asters are in bloom everywhere, rivaling the heavenly show.  Quite lovely.

 Yes, that's a weed growing out of this rock. For some time I've been taking photos of the resilience of life--the way plants find niches to grow in the cracks in pavements, and shoots burst forth from stumps of trees.  This is the first time I've seen a very solid rock where a plant has found a place to spread its roots in the absence of any notable cracks.  And it's got a very nice colony of moss...

This is the way the world goes, one little eroding, infiltrating, invasive bit after another until it's all dust...

We were good buddies, until he bought the car and asked me out for a real date.  After that, things developed and sixty years ago this coming Thursday, August 29, we got married.  

It's been a lot of fun, from the very beginning.  Word to the wise: choose somebody you really like to be your life partner.

 Time to take a break.  Dog days, August doldrums, other things to do....