Sign, Sign, Everywhere a Sign

When I was putting together this collection of images, it struck me that it was full of signs. In some cases, literally. In other instances, I simply saw indicators of an upcoming event or the status of a current situation.

The combination of rolling countryside, multiple road signs, colourful wildflowers and rows of harvested crops is a good sign that we're no longer in the city.

A red maple leaf is often the first sign of autumn.

Indian Balsam is a sure sign that summer has come to an end.

Their seed pods grow plump. This one has attracted a small seed from a different plant.

The slightest touch causes them to burst open with a silent pop, resulting in the scattering of the seeds contained within. They're quite irresistible - like bubble wrap.

Another sign of the season's change - a cloud of grackles flying south.

This was a sign I snapped from the highway on a "drive-by shooting." No, I wasn't doing the driving.

A message written on a park bench "Wanna get high?" and its reply "Only with U."

This little guy is a pretty good sign that the lake water is healthy.

And here is a universal sign of hope.

Summer Colours

"The whole world, as we experience it visually, comes to us through the mystic realm of color." ~ Hans Hofmann



Bright and beautiful in her summer pastels, Lily's visits always makes my day.




A summer sun shower produced this lovely rainbow.




On one of my walks around the pond, I found this happy little mess of colour just lying in the grass, waiting to be photographed.




A few weeks ago, my sister, two cousins and I had lunch together. We shared a chocolate fondu for dessert.




At Frank's place, he found this spider web which was glistening in the late afternoon sun.




So was this one. I love the colours.




On our way to the cottage, this truck was promoting a sixties music radio station. It brought me back to 1967.




This colourful little guy accompanies us everywhere we go. He sits on the dashboard of Frank's car.




Up at the cottage, one of Frank's many boxes of colourful goodies meant to entice a fish.




After a long day of fishing, the colours of the sky bid us goodnight.