Today is Remembrance Day, the anniversary of the signing of the treaty ending World War I, the Great War, the War to End All Wars.
This is the National War Memorial, beside the Parliament Buildings in downtown Ottawa.
A few years ago, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier was added to the site, and someone had laid a single red rose there, the day I visited.
This is a time to remember the fallen, and those who caught up the torch, to continue the fight. We owe them more than we can ever pay.
Every fall, the squirrels and I argue over who collects the horse chestnuts when they fall.
I love to have a handful in the pocket of my jacket.
No particular reason, just the colour and the texture.
The easiest way to break open the spiky pods is to step on the carefully, just enough to brwak the green, and not enough to break the actual nut.
Do you remember in the spring, when I was posting horse chestnut flowers? Well, here are the results of those flowers! I don't think I have done the link right, but it will get you there.
I have been doing some housecleaning and sorting photos.
I took these a month ago, and did not get them posted.
I gathered a bowl full of acorns
while the oak trees were shedding them.
The hairy leaves of the mullein
capture the dew and frost so nicely.
And sometimes they catch milkweed seeds, too.
The corn is getting very dry, so I don't think it could be used for human consumption any longer.
The weight of a lot of the cobs has turned them upside down.
This cornfield has not been harvested yet.
I have no idea why, but I doubt the farmer planted it for the deer that are taking refuge in it.
I discovered a new walking trail along the back of the Equestrian Park,
and one of the horses came over to the fence to visit.
I picked some crab apples off a nearby tree to feed him, and told him next time I would bring a couple of carrots.
This small stream has appeared in my blog many times.
It has to do with the endless fascination of running water.
Taken last week, before the return to Standard Time,
the colours of the sunrise reflect in the water. Along with the traffic lights from the road!
I love the fog!
The whole world seems different!
The trees in the distance are ghostly presences, maybe here or maybe not.
The path entices me to walk further!
At the dog park, there are a couple of places where I can see across this small pond
to the birch tree on the other side. Often, there are ducks, geese, and herons in the water.
But none today.
