This is month six in the Changing Seasons Photo Challenge hosted by Cardinal Guzman. A location was chosen that we have been re-visiting every month to take a series of photos highlighting the seasons as they change.
My chosen location was Bluffer’s Park and Marina in the east end of Toronto.
Visiting Bluffer’s Park in the early morning on a sunny Sunday in June was a treat. It was still very quiet with only a handful of cars in the parking lot. Before the summer is over, I know I will need to visit when the park is packed with people and parking a car will be miracle. I’m already cringing at the thought.
In the meantime, I was going to enjoy this tranquil oasis in a large city. As I was pulling into the parking lot, a couple of boaters were already preparing to head out onto the lake beyond the small inner harbour.
The water is still very frigid and I was relieved to discover the kayaker was wearing a full drysuit.
I chatted briefly with the couple getting ready to put their boat in the water. I assumed they were locals and was quite surprised to discover they were from Florida and they would be docking at the marina for the next several days.
In the inner harbour I noticed that floating docks have now been added for small watercraft. Of course I had to venture out on each of them – only to discover they are VERY wobbly to walk on. I didn’t linger long since an unplanned plunge in the water would have been rather unwelcome – not to mention the catastrophic damage it would cause to my new camera.
Meanwhile, down on the beach, only a large flock of seagulls could be seen sunning themselves on the sand. I didn’t appreciate exactly how much snow we had received this past winter until I compared this month’s photo of the lifeguard chair with one from March … when I could barely see the lake.
At the beginning of this challenge, I noticed a small lighthouse in the distance at the mouth of the harbour heading out from the marina. I finally found my way along the lakeshore to this battered and very sorry looking lighthouse. I discovered a huge flock of assorted birds sweeping and soaring through the air. It was nothing short of an aerial dance and it was a joy to watch.
The road leading down to the waterfront descends the Scarborough Bluff for over a kilometer. It is a steep and twisty ride, favoured by cyclists doing hill repeats. On this Sunday morning, I took advantage of the quiet road to stop (illegally) and photograph the view of the final descent into the marina where all the boats at dock are hidden behind a veil of trees.
… and lastly, some final photos …
My previous posts on The Changing Seasons can be found at the following links: