Water Flows

Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can't go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.

~ Margaret Atwood

Most of these photos are from a bit earlier in the spring. I am pretty far behind as far as both posting and visiting go. There are lots of photos still in my camera and about which I'm nearly ready to blog. Time, however, has a way of getting in the way. So for now, there's this. I hope you enjoy.


A lot of this..






... and not very much of this...






... has made for a significant amount of this.






The flooding has receded greatly over the past week or so but this is what the patio at the lakeside Holiday Inn looked like just a couple of weeks back.






This footpath, which appears to end here ordinarily takes you all the way to that opposite shore with plenty of grassy area to the right - when it's not hidden under water.






The path is located between the mooring docks and these amazing water tulips.






This is the sign on a nearby street which tells you that you're approaching a dead end. In this case, it was just a little too late.






Not everything suffered from the rain. It provided much needed hydration for trees in bloom.






Flowers everywhere were at their finest. These tulips in a pop bottle caught my eye.






The catkins of the weeping willow soon gave way to full, sweeping boughs.






And the virginal green of spring was everywhere.






I hope your spring is blooming beautifully!

More photos coming up before too much longer.

Where it Leads

If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads. ~ Anatole France

One day, in the middle of May, I took a walk up to a park about fifteen minutes from home. There's a man made pond there called Lake Aquitaine, which attracts many of the creatures that my local pond does, and often a few others. Mostly, it's just nice to have a different place to stroll, sit and smell the flowers. And of course, take a few photographs.



Not far from my front door, a couple of neighbours have magnolia trees growing by their homes. Frank has a beautiful tree on his own front lawn, also. I never got the chance to see his in bloom, this spring so I was pleased to be able to enjoy the blossoms closer to home.





The lovely white blooms of the Serviceberry or Juneberry are a promise that there will be a lot of edible fruit coming soon. A few posts back, I included a photo of this tree from a distance, along with a profuse growth of dandelions. A couple of you asked me what the tree was. I looked it up at the time but completely forgot to edit the post to include the information. So consider that done now. The fruit is a favourite of birds and of yours truly. I usually try to sample only a couple of them and leave the rest for my feathered friends.






Maple leaves are always interesting when they first begin to bud. These flowers have yet to fall off despite the leaves being nearly fully formed.






Another tree on the way up to the pond - full of colour, texture and life.






Out on the pond, a painted turtle was sunning himself on a floating log. I didn't have a very long lens with me so this was the best I could do from a distance. Thankfully I can still zoom and crop on my computer.





A young dad was trying to teach his little boy how to fish. The child was about three, and a bit more interested in dancing on the edge of the dock. One time too many for my maternal nerves to stand and watch for too much longer.






At the end of the afternoon, I followed the scent of crab apple blossoms which beckoned me homeward.

Thanks for joining me at Aquitaine - even though we took this walk back in May.. I'll have more photos coming up for you soon.