The beginning of November treats Toronto and its people with the nice, almost summer weather. High Park in the morning is just right place to enjoy this kind of days. There are still a lot of autumn colours around.
The Cherry blossom is very short but spectacular event. High Park in Toronto last evening was full of people who came to admire that beauty. The evening sun created an awesome mixture of light, shadows and colour. It is time when almost everyone makes pictures to memories the event till the next year.
Today is Father’s Day here in Canada. Morning is bright and sunny. Flowers are blooming. Days are the longest of the year. Children remember they have father. Happy Life!
The third day of November was the usual partly cloudy and sunny day in Toronto. There were no rain and wind. But it was the last chance to see the fall colour. Next day rain and wind washed all that beauty out. Now we have mostly grey and rainy November days. The nature is waiting for the white winter attire. My daily companion iPhone helped to save this day for your review.
It is going to be white and green very soon with the snow and pine tree. Good bye Autumn! Welcome Winter!
Spring finally came to Toronto. The nature is ready for it. In few days everything around is going to be full of colour. But this evening is quiet and still looking monochromatic. High Park in Toronto is a lovely place for walking, jogging, cycling and making pictures.
At the beginning of March it is still wintry. Officially we are going to meet spring on March 20.
Sunday, March 3, was cold and grey day. In the morning it was quiet in High Park. The biggest pond in Toronto – Grenadier Pond – is still under the ice. The ice on the pond is still pretty solid, but along the bank it is already soft and full of water like a sponge.
People trying to use the last chance to enjoy skating on the natural skating rink but for the birds it is hard time. They are suffering from cold and lack of food. It is really pity to see them on the ice. That day I met swan’s couple sitting on the cold icy pond surface and warming up themselves. From the faraway it was looking like two small snowdrifts. Swans have hidden their heads under the wings and legs under the body. But then with the close looking I have found feathers motion under the wind. Oh!
Walking further along the trail I’ve met ducks in the open water. Some of them have painted boring and grey landscape with their green heads, yellow beaks, and orange legs.
Soon it will be springtime!