The sound of leaves falling and hitting both ground and water; the call of the chickadee; the scream of the blue jay; the gurgle of a small streamlet; these are the sounds of the quiet ravine behind our house
I don't usually like rainy days but the colours and the raindrops on our east pond really caught my eye on the dog walk this morning so I had to go back to get this photo. Not many more days of coloured leaves this bright are left this year.
About 4 mm (1/6 in.) in size, this Thyme-leaved Speedwell (Veronica serpyllifolia) is easy to miss any day. Finding it in late October in Southern Ontario is a real treat. This one was on one of our mown pathways in the west meadow on our Brant County, Ontario property.
Most of the soybeans in our area have been harvested but I found these down by the Grand River today on the edge of Brantford that are still waiting.
This chap has been guarding the garden for three summers now and still does not look too bad . . . from a distance. This past summer a house wren build a nest inside his shirt so I guess he cannot be called a scarewren. Our neighbours built him to help frighten unwanted creatures away from the garden that their children helped plant on our property.
He has company. Two other sets of people made scarecrows that spring so there are three scarecrows in the garden.
