…. this week’s WPC asks us to look for everyday beautiful objects or scenery
Everyday I walk to the this park at the end of my street and witness the city skyline. Each new day, every season and different times of the day brings something different to this extraordinary view.
Sunrise
Winter
Early Spring
Sunset
I was invited by Elizabeth from teandpaper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.” Elizabeth is a fellow Canadian who lives close by but never reveals exactly where.
I’ve decided to write a piece of prose based on some art that I’ve created this week. Hope you enjoy it.
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Spring Awakening
The last of the snow has vanished
But the wind reminds us that
another flurry or two is still possible
The earth is brown and hard
but the birds chirp each morning
singing of warmer days to come
Small green shoots push hard
to break through the frozen crust
to savour the sun’s light
and longer days
The Easter season is upon us
Children dream of the Easter bunny
and egg hunts and parades
while the elders flock to church
to observe the holiest weekend
of the year
Cloudy days and rain will become the norm
for awhile
and trees and the Earth’s carpet
will begin to green
The animal world comes alive
and offspring will soon be abundant
The cycle continues,
one season moving on to the next.
(Property of Carol Cormier 2015)
I’m nominating Boeta and his mom and dad from Our Rumbling Ocean to take up the challenge. They live in South Africa and post wonderful photos and stories about their corner of the world.
…..chocolate, Easter bunnies, tulips and sunshine
Happy Easter, everyone!
…..just a few flurries but snow nonetheless
When I woke up this morning the skies were overcast, the temperature was sitting close to zero degrees celsius and flurries were swirling above the ground. The sun appeared for a few minutes and I had a ray of hope that the day might be bearable.
As I write this the room has darkened which means that the sun is hidden again behind a wall of grey clouds. I turned to observe the world from my patio window and am presently confronted with small pellets of white hail bouncing onto my deck. O whoas me, what is to become of my daffodils?
Well it is April, and the weather can change in a blink of an eye. After posting these photos the sun has reappeared and the hail is all but melted. Maybe there’s still hope for this day.
…. but at least it’s a little warmer
We always look forward to the first days of Spring but this year Winter keeps reappearing. Just as we start to think that warmer, sunny days are upon us the temperatures plunge back down to freezing and the skies cloud over, not with warm spring rain but icy cold snow and sleet.
I’m sitting here debating whether to get outside and attempt a long walk with the dog or get in the car and get a little bit of shopping done in the Junction. We need some organic vegetables, coconut water and almond milk and there’s a great store up there called the Sweet Potato that sells all that great stuff.
My husband just checked the weather and the rain isn’t coming for a few more hours so we’ve decided to get the dog out. I’ll continue when I get back.
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Well the weatherman was wrong again. As soon as we stepped outside it started to drizzle but we decided to continue with the walk. We didn’t get very far and it started to rain pretty steadily. We were both dressed in our rain gear so we made the decision to keep going. Initially we thought we would do a shorter route because of the rain but our legs kept us moving on our usual path.
When we got closer to the rugby pitch something came over me and I started to run/jog. I jokingly told my ‘Girls on the Run’ students that I always run faster in the rain and maybe there is something to that because I didn’t stop till I got home. More about this later.
I just called my oldest daughter and after we dry out a little we’re going to pick her up and head over to the Junction to do some shopping. Maybe we’ll catch some lunch in one of the little coffee shops or restaurants that are springing up all over this up and coming area of Toronto.
Well, so far the day isn’t turning into a ‘gloomy’ day, despite the weather. It’s only 11:00 in the morning and already I’ve had a great walk/run, I’ve written a post for the blog and I’m about to go out do some fun shopping with my husband and daughter. Things are looking up!
Cheers!
April is National Poetry Writing Month — NaPoWriMo for short. I don’t know if I can do this for the whole month of April but I felt inspired to share some haiku poetry that I was compelled to write.
April Haiku – Most of the Time
Number One
Showers, warmth, green earth
Symphonies of spring songbirds
Sun peaking through clouds
Number Two
Children’s shouts of glee
Jumping into rain puddles
Left on school playgrounds
Number Three
Faces gaze skyward
Basking in the rays of warmth
Welcoming the sun
Number Four
Bulbs shoot forth new growth
Soft warm drops dance upon tongues
Springtime has arrived
April 1st, 2013
“Knock, knock”
Whose there?
“Mother Nature”
Mother Nature who?
“The one that controls the weather. April Fool’s Day! Gotcha ya!”
I couldn’t resist. After a long, cold and snowy winter and the fleeting promise of spring on Good Friday we were greeted with minus 6 degree weather upon waking today. Communities north of us are being warned to expect more snow today. Mother Nature is large and in charge.
…. three falls on patches of ice in one week is too much
I know I wished for snow this winter but I’m ready for Spring. Really ready! 
The snow has been beautiful and when it’s fresh, deep and crisp and you don’t have to drive anywhere it is lovely to look at and even fun to walk through.
The problem with the snow this year is the pattern of weather we’ve been experiencing. Shortly after the snow we’ve had warm weather and the snow all but completely melts away and then we get more snow. Not a bad scenario but after the last BIG storm not all the snow melted and we were left with slushy patches and puddles that froze a few days later.
This made walking very difficult for humans. Frances is small enough that she basically walks on the crust without breaking through and of course she wants to continue with her daily walks. She doesn’t realize how treacherous the walks have become.
I recently reported how my husband fell on one of his walks with the dog and hurt his back. It was just starting to feel better when he fell again….not once but twice on the same walk this morning.
On Groundhog Day, Wiarton Willie predicted that we would have an early Spring. Boy did he get it wrong! We definitely haven’t seen the end of Winter, in fact we’re suppose to get another snow storm on Tuesday. Wiarton Willie
Wish us luck. I guess I’ll be taking over the dog walking duty for awhile. I don’t mind but I like it better when both of us go out, especially when it gets dark. March 21st can’t come soon enough!
Cheers!
….. views of my street, neighbourhood and city during different seasons
It was my first day back to work since the holidays and by the time I got home it was already dark. Consequently I wasn’t able to take new photos for today’s theme. Luckily I have a pretty large file of photos. Some of them were taken from my bedroom window at different times of the year and others from the front door and one from the car window.
Spring
The street below looking through the blossoms of the crab apple tree.
Summer
The CN Tower while driving along the Gardner Expressway.
Pedestrian bridge at the mouth of the Humber River
Autumn
View of the street below through the autumn leaves.
The gravel road we take on our daily walks.
Winter
The view from our front door after our first big snowfall this winter.
Walking the dog. On our way home.
To see more amazing photos following this challenge go to Jeanne’s blog….a nola girl at heart.
Mama Cormier 