Fall, Leaves, Fall
“Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.”
by Emily Bronte
As the leaves fall, bare branches are left behind and on a sunny day they make for wonderful shapes and shadows. Riverdale Park, Broadview side.
below: The more common angle for photos taken at Riverdale Park, the angle with the Toronto skyline in the background. I wasn’t as interested in the skyline yesterday, it was the trees and shadows that I was focusing on.
below: There is a pedestrian bridge over the Don Valley Parkway that connects the two sides of Riverdale Park. This is view looking south.
below: Two cars and three bridges. This is from the same bridge as above, but this time looking northwest over the Don River towards the Bloor Viaduct. The CPR bridge is in the middle (with the graffiti) and the pedestrian bridge for the lower Don Trail is the orange-brown one.
below: While crossing Riverdale Park, I spotted this sign. It’s behind a chainlink fence and partially hidden by shrubs and small trees. From where I was standing I could hardly see any water that one might use for a rink. There is a pond back there – it’s the pond at the bottom of the hill on the Riverdale Farm property.
below: The irregular curves of the trees contrasted with the lines and diamonds formed by the staircase that leads down into Riverdale Park (or up from the park!)
below: More trees – this time in the Necropolis cemetery.
below: A tree of a different kind.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
by Robert Frost
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below: The Virginia Creeper leaves have turned and fallen and left the berries behind to dry and wither. This plant is found all over the city, especially in the lanes and alleys.
below: Brilliant colour of the berries on the Bittersweet Vine. This plant produces a yellow berry that bursts open to reveal a red interior.
below: Another sign that it’s November, the snack bar by Riverdale Farm is closed for the winter.
below: An open gate, leading past the burning bushes to the front door.
below: A Lab patiently waits by the door.
below: Another front yard and another dog… This vintage fire hydrant, decorated as a dalmatian in a fireman’s helmet. There is newer yellow fire hydrant closer to the sidewalk in the same yard so I suspect that this one is not functional.
below: More silliness – a brick wall with a tiny window in what used to be a larger arched window. Now it’s only big enough for a toilet paper roll.
below: I’ll end this post with a couple of unicorns even though they have nothing to do with fall. But who doesn’t like unicorns? Especially when there’s a bit of awesomeness too.
as I walk Toronto 