These are Canada geese, real ones, not the ones that hang out in parks all year round. They are flying north to Hudson's Bay because they have not found a mate and they are about to moult, loose their feathers and not be able to fly, and be vunerable. So they go north now, in flocks. A lot of rejection here. It happens everywhere. Evidently Hudson's Bay is where to go to nurse your blues.
9th Jun 2012, 03:12
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good coffee, no internets, food tastes better outside. no mosquitoes.
9th Jun 2012, 03:08
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I used to be embarrassed about my hands because they got older than the rest of me. But now I am proud of my old hands. They spent a lot of time making things--in glaze buckets, working clay, paper, soil and plants, and lately, holding a camera.
28th May 2012, 02:02
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A huge nursery donated thousands of dollars worth of plants to us. That means we have lots of great perennials to plant. The Chinese restaurant around the corner will water it, and a lot of people going by really liked it. It was hot, dirty and fun.
26th May 2012, 23:49
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Once these lupines roamed eastern North America, but now they are rare. They can't grow without fire to split their seeds, and no one wants the savanna to burn anymore. Insurance problems. So it almost disappeared. The butterfly that needs it has gone. But in High Park, where I volunteer, we took the seeds from what was there and grew them, and now we have hillsides of it. I think we can ask the Karner Blue butterfly to come back now. This is one of my favourite flowers.
25th May 2012, 02:26
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I belong to groups now. One group plants things, the other rips plants out of the ground. It's all good.
22nd May 2012, 03:01
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have dug out everything I don't like, looking forward to meeting up with the crew on Sunday. ninja gardening. we be so sneaky.
17th May 2012, 00:20
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