Changing Seasons: September

Another month is already in the history books! How can this be so?

This blog space has been unusually quiet this month … and not because of any significant happenings in my world. I’ve just been living life as usual without the poking and prodding of my muse to write about it.

A rare hike back on the Bruce Trail this month. At Tiffany Falls in Ancaster.

There has been the usual time spent with family, and excursions outdoors – both alone and with friends … all of which I treasure.

A hike on the Bruce Trail this month included a visit to Sherman Falls which Helen and I originally viewed in February 2013 during our end-to-end hike of this 900 km trail.

From February 2013

We were back for another peek – this time with video …

There has also been a significant amount of time spent cocooning this month.

I’ve been reading, cooking, and cleaning drawers and closets.  I’m aware these activities are more suited to the cold days of February rather than balmy days in September,  but I’ve been following the needs of my soul.

Someone has been playing with rocks along the shore of Lake Ontario

… and a big part of that need has been directed towards art.

It has been one of my goals this year to stretch my creative muscle through painting, and with newfound inspiration from the work of Indigenous artist Daphne Odjig, I’ve been painting with a passion.

I have so much to learn, but I’m having so much fun in the process.

My mashup of a painting by my cousin Yvonne Swolfs combined with Indigenous artist Daphne Odjig.

Finally the month ended with another road trip with the Widow Badass.  This time we were off to eastern Ontario to visit friend and (currently silent) blogger, Karen Hume.   However this post would become much too long if I even started to talk about that weekend!  

Let’s just say that if and when my muse returns from whatever vacation she is on, there will be stories to tell.  

Photo taken by a lovely Aussie we met, visiting Canada with her family.

With the daylight hours getting shorter, there is no question that summer is over and the smell of autumn is in the air.

Catching the sunrise on the St Lawrence River near Ottawa. That’s upstate New York on the other side of the river.

I’m hoping these mild fall temperatures last for many more weeks. I have so much winter prep work to do … and so little desire to get it done.

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Changing Seasons is a monthly photo feature hosted by Su Leslie at Zimmerbitch.