Rather than sitting and waiting for the snow tires to be put on my car, I wandered about in this interesting area of eastern Toronto.
I knew that there would be plenty of botany to explore:
I expected to find the usual city birds; Rock Pigeons and House Sparrows and I did;
It was a surprise, however, to find a wider variety of species here than anywhere else I have been recently:
NATURE POETRY
The ten hours’ light is abating,
And a late bird wings across,
Where the pines, like waltzers waiting,
Give their black heads a toss. – Thomas Hardy (1840–1928)
Miles Hearn