Autumn, Fall And Simply Wonderful Day

         From my previous post you found out that Autumn (I love this word better, sorry) is back to Canada. Till Thanksgiving  we kind of keep hoping that the summer is not done yet,  and the " Jingle bells" is too far away.As soon as we finish enjoing the taste of turkey all happens very fast - Halloween, White Christmas, Happy New Year... Or rain, wind, windchill, snow, snow, snow... Or flue shot, and then  cold, flue, cold, flue, cold, flue...  Now you understand why everyone, and I mean EVERYONE , was embracing the nice weather we were granted last weekend. 

         Me and my husband ended up in Rouge River Park. Not because it is the largest urban park in North America and one of few left untouched since arrival of the Europeans; not because it is a totally local river (it's source is Oak Ridges Moraine which is in Richmond Hill, it's length is 250 km, and the mouth is in Scarborough , Lake Ontario)  - it's just one bus fare away from the place we live. Another reason - an excellent weather to be outside and to take pictures, to enjoy the nature and to watch people. We had it all. In full.  Enjoy the pictures!  ( Click to view it larger and don't be shy to leave a comment. Thank you.)



By the way, in Iroquois the name of the river is Katabokokonk





Waiting for a Big Fish or Red Sails?








  Who thinks it was easy? Self-portrait.

Don River, Salmon and a Beautiful Fall in Toronto

       What? You didn't expect me to show up again? Surprise!  Sorry, though, if you kept checking and I was not there. Anyways, I am going to treat you with my new shots, that were taken recently.... at the same spot - Don Valley. To be precise - Don Valley Park Way and Lawrence Avenue, Toronto.

Sometimes I feel sorry for myself, because I would like to go and to see (read: take pictures of) new places or even back to the places I used to visit in my pre-immigrant life - Iran, Iraq, Europe and some great places of the deceased Soviet Union... But we have to be grateful for what we have. And I am , totally. So, being horseless, I walk. Being cheap, I don't go far. It's my challenge to see new in old places. Isn't it suppose to develop our capability to SEE? So I try.

      It was a gorgeous day of October! Warm, sunny, and a day off! Being waken up by an early call of some inconsiderate clerk from Roger's, I decided to take my camera (and a new lens) for a walk. I believed, for sure that the clerk had a hidden mission. And it was true. I ended up at the same corner of  Don River, enjoying the most wonderful combination created by  the Nature - trees and water . This time there was something different - I kept hearing different splashes. When I saw what was causing it , I realised, that I am going fishing today. With my camera instead of a fishing rod. To my amazement, I saw jumping fish, huge, going against the stream and trying to get over the little man made rapids, about  1 meter over the water. As our school taught us something, I realized that it was Salmon, going to the destination it was programmed to reach no matter what. I had no idea that our narrow, totally polluted Don River was their rout . I felt sorry, but it was a great feeling to be present and to watch the work of the greatest computer - the Nature! 

     I came home and Googled : Salmon, Don River, Toronto.I read a few articles and found out that it is not recommended to eat that salmon, because it becomes totally poisoned while staying in our Don River. And why I am not surprised? See my post in this blog "Toronto Ugly". Isn't it a shame?