March 29, 2015 § 5 Comments
Toronto, Canada, taken on October 12, 2014
The word ephemeral holds a particular profound significance for me because it is an important word in my favourite book of all-time, The Little Prince. TLP’s rose is ephemeral, “threatened by imminent disappearance”, said the geographer. So is this lone maple leaf, who has turned a bright red as the end of autumn draws near. The beautiful colours of fall are mesmerizing, but no more than ephemeral as the foliage turns from green to yellow to orange to red to brown to white, upon the arrival of the first winter snow. Yet the seasons come and go, ephemeral perhaps, but in an eternal cycle.
October 13, 2014 § 1 Comment
This afternoon I finally got around to hiking in Crothers Woods down in the Don Valley. Through layers of fall foliage, I explored the meandering trails that cut across the woods and the valleys, meeting many hikers and mountain bikers along the way. Coming to a fork in the road, one must decide to continue onto the easier path or the harder path. Which path would you choose? 😉