Blossom Time

Not only is it lilac time, but trees and bushes are also in flower. I showed you Nick's flowering tree a few days ago but have managed to press the shutter for a few others since then. We found this ↓ one in the country very near the lilac acreage that I posted about two days ago.

There is a row of trees that bloom briefly by St James Park. I photographed them well with my Canon a number of years ago, but their duration is brief, so I have missed them ever since then. This is my first attempt of this row with just the phone.

Another shot from right under the row.

Sue away from the tree row but in the same park and under the blossoms of another tree and beside the tulips. 

A very colourful tree beyond a fence, near the OVR Trail.

The best photo of the bunch, in my most humble opinion, is this ↓ one, taken next day in our neighbourhood park.

The First Coffee Walk

Readers probably don't recall the coffee walk that we might take every week or so last summer and fall. We would park near the Wool Growers Coop, amble from there over to Tims, order a coffee, and then take it around to the Junction where we would sit to drink our coffee.

Yesterday was the day do make that walk for the first time since probably around mid October. We started farther back today, near the market, which is approximately located near that low-rise apartment building in the background near the path, below.

We stopped to take a picture by the sign, something that had always intended to do last year but in the evening once the lights came on. Unfortunately, with autumn gaining ground, they took the display down before we got around to it.

We tottered toward and then past the Wool Growers ↓ where we used to begin our stroll.  Tims is past the Coop around to the left.

We made it and went in to order our coffees to go: 2 large, double cream. Thank you, Mam, here is $4.83.

We approached the Junction . . .

. . . and landed by the kids play structure. Unfortunately, there were no kids yesterday, but there was a selfie to be had, so all was not lost.

It was good to walk that walk again.

🎵 And the seasons, they go round and round. 🎶

Lilacs

Our backyard lilac bush exploded this week ↑ so we thought that we should drive down to Franktown to explore their acres of wild lilacs. This weekend will be their Lilac Festival, but unfortunately, the lilacs are lagging a bit down there and will probably require another few days before they bloom in profusion.

There were some wonderful patches, which Sue enjoyed.

I played with a Live Photo of the above snap and turned it into a gif.

I took far photos, and Sue took close ones, and hers worked a lot better.

Not Anymore

It is dandelion season, and this is our neighbour's half of our little shared lawn. We don't have much lawn on our side.

Sue and I are both beginning our 80th orbit this year to become true octogenarians next year, or so we trust. We've taken care of both lawns for almost 20 years, but Not Anymore: it's time to let those dandelions run riot unless neighbour wants to deal with her own weeds. I will still mow, as I did yesterday, but after many years, we have given up on the dandelions. Fortunately, they make a nice showing, even though they are not exactly beneficial for the grass.

Suddenly, Eastern Ontario is blossoming in a short but wonderful season. Flowering tress are decorating the town in many places, and while I might look for better photos, this is the tree in front of my friend's house. I happened to be there so I took a shot and processed it with a very soft look.

As I sit in my chair this morning, the sun is reflecting almost too strongly off my monitor. It promises to be a nice day, a little on the cool side, but that’s alright. 

Before the Mill

I took you to our viewing of the new Tri Century Mill complex yesterday —  new in its present form — but it wasn't our first stop on Monday. I wrote about the mill first, before this post, because in my tiny mind, it seemed to be very connected to our anniversary weekend, but I think this first photo op was also pretty darn good.

Before we got to yesterday's mill, we had to pass the old garden and the river. We had gone to the river to satisfy Sue's need for her photo of the day. Her theme was swell, and she thought that she might be able to use the swelling waves in that section of the river. I am not sure if she did or not.

First things first, however: we stopped to examine the remnants of the garden by the abandoned shop, the shop that I think had been an antique store. Whoever ran that shop had, apparently loved spring flowers. That is where I find crocuses and scillia every spring. Indeed I posted of them several times in April.

We wondered if anything else had come up and were delighted to find both tulips and grape hyacinths. Isn't that wonderful for the bulbs to come up year after year, long after after the humans have moved on?

Anyway, I have a few photos in passing, first, the whole patch and then a couple of closer shots.

The river lies on just the other side of the building, so we moved down the slope, and Sue did her thing.

I composited two other Sue photos into one. It's fun to play.

We continued our stroll around by the mill. We went in, and you know that story already, but both the mill and the flowers on the so-far warmest day of the year completed our anniversary weekend very well indeed.

Anniversary Surprise

Yesterday continued the long weekend, so we are permitted to count it as part of our anniversary although it was a day after the most-blessed event. ;)

On a lovely and perhaps too-warm day, we went for our usual walk — this time by the back bridges and the spot where we previously found the croci and the scillia. But we'll leave those findings for another time — tomorrow most likely.

When we walked by the former McArthur Mill that is becoming quite a refurbished complex, we noticed that the door was open. We wandered in.

We asked if we could look around and actually ended up receiving a lengthy guided tour. First, however, just beyond the doorway, we came upon the area that will be a cafe.

The actual coffee bar will be just behind me.

Complete with a grand piano, it will be quite the treat, and they are building a patio as well. I stepped onto the unfinished platform and took a picture of the view.

Then, we got a guided tour of the rest of the building. Delightfully, there is all sorts of stonework and woodwork exposed. The floors are all semi-original. By that I mean that they were not the very original floors to the mill, but when the originals dilapidated a long time ago when the mill was still running in full vigour, they built a new floor over top of the very original.

The owner-developer took us into all sorts of rooms: hotel on the right side if you go back to the first 

photo and residences on the left. We viewed so many rooms on both sides that I can't tell you which was which. I can tell you that the hotel side is already functioning, for we saw various unmade beds on a Monday morning. I think this ↓ was an apartment. Just look at those windows and the view. Can you imagine having your morning coffee by those windows?

We were told that the river could be seen from every window. This ↓ window, also has a view of the giant chimney, whish will remain in place, and you can see a bit of the river on the bottom right. They will use the base of that chimney for a wood-fired oven by the patio.

What can I add? We stumbled onto an unexpected treat and really appreciated and enjoyed our tour. The developer generously took his time with us on a beautiful Queen Victoria Day.

We are looking forward to stopping by the cafe, which should be open for business in  month or so.

Ah Fudge It

We had been planning to drive up to Pakenham to look for fudge with little hope of scoring any. When I checked online, I could spot baked goods in the header picture but no fudge. Nevertheless, we were prepared to make the drive on a very lovely spring day.

However, at the last moment, Shauna posted that we could purchase fudge in Lanark, a village in the centre of Lanark County, or close anyway. Off we headed, 30 minutes west instead of 30 minutes north. Please include an 'ish' with both directions. :)

When we got there the cupboard was bare. No, that is a nursery rhyme. We did not even get to check the cupboard because the store was inexplicably shuttered on the Sunday and Monday of the holiday weekend. But I can't blame them too much as the village of Lanark is not a major tourist draw.

We took a selfie to prove to Sha that we went and that we shouldn't have gone.
Naw, it was a decent day for a drive.

Ironically, we had just driven into Lanark on the previous day after leaving the fudge-less Balderson. If we had only known then about this Village Treats shop, we could have obtained our fudge then. Alas, this became our first fudge-less anniversary as far as I can recall.

The countryside was many wonderful shades of green, but we just rolled on by, However, I did take a pic at a brief stop in Almonte by the Mississippi River. 

Ya gotta luv the greens at this time of year.

However, all was not lost, for there was still pizza to be ordered and enjoyed at supper. Or perhaps all was, indeed, lost, for the wrong pizza was delivered -- thin crust with bacon instead of thick crust with bacon, mushrooms and pepperoni. I had it opened and in progress before I realized.

No fudge. Wrong pizza.

What can do you?

I am not sure that our marriage can survive these two dreadful blows.