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