I think this might be the last picture I post this fall from my autumn leaf-peeping excursions to our near north. Soon I’ll get back to posting pictures of my fall rambles around our city, looking for the wild things we sometimes ignore.
This photo was taken about 10 days ago at the height of the fall colour change in the Madawaska Valley. To get it, I took a borrowed canoe and paddled the short distance through Green Lake — a tiny blip on topographic maps near Lake Kaminiskeg — over to the narrows that lead into Labrador Lake. Then I paddled around the entire circumference of the almost completely circular tiny lake. The sun was shining brilliantly, as you can see, bringing out the intensity of the colours.
Now, as I sit at home at my computer here in the Big Smoke, out my window I can see the leaves falling like rain in my yard. A gust of wind comes, and they dance in a private pageant put on for their boss, Ma Nature.
It couldn’t be more bitter sweet.
© BCP 2010
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