After I published yesterday’s post about the warm fall Toronto has had this year, I ventured out to do an errand. And as soon as I got my foot out the door, I was met with a blast of cold air. There was a message attached: the warm fall is over, at least for a few days, and maybe for good.
The change of the seasons always brings some pleasure. But when the season is fall, there’s some dread involved, too, at least in the north: if fall is here, winter’s not far behind. It makes you yearn for those balmy days of summer, 2016, when life was all about sunshine, t-shirts and shorts.
One of my favourite places to go in summer is the Toronto Islands, a chain of small islands just a 10-minute ferry ride from downtown Toronto. This summer, I spend three Sunday mornings there, shooting photos of birds — like this migrating osprey, for example — as well as the islands themselves. It’s hard to believe this kind of beauty exists so close to the soaring glass towers of Canada’s major corporations. It’s a blessing, especially in summer. And as summer, 2016 fades into memory, here’s one last shot of Toronto’s hidden treasure.
This photo was taken with the Nikon P900 camera. Click on the picture to see it full size.