I spent a sunny but chilly morning exploring the area where Wilmot Creek meets Lake Ontario. This is just south of Newcastle.

These sun photos seem to always show 18 points:

Some botany:

This Jelly is, I’m told, edible if boiled or steamed.

From a distance I thought that these were grape vines:

Some geese and mallards:

NATURE POETRY

Shorter and shorter now the twilight clips
The days, as though the sunset gates they crowd.      – Alice Cary (1820–71) 

Miles Hearn