7 months ago
Sunday, October 19, 2014
This was my first time in Prince Edward County. The beach at Sandbanks Provincial Park rivals Caribbean beaches - the sand is soft, the beach is wide and the water is blue (well not so warm as a Caribbean beach).
The fall colours were at their height. Prince Edward County is a large peninsula. On our way home we took the ferry across this stretch of water. The ferry is part of the provincial road system, so there is no charge.
The area is dotted with vineyards as well as apple orchards where cider is produced. Once can go from one to the next tasting their wares.
There is beauty in the decay that autumn brings. The milkweed seeds are ready to travel on the wind, finding a place to germinate when spring comes.
I'll have to get back to this area. There are so many photo opportunities.
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
The sunny weather sent me off in search of autumn colours. I decided to drive up to CAMMAC as I needed to speak to someone there. This is what met me.
Each tree changes in its own time, first one leaf leading the way.
It is the symphony of colours that dazzles. Each leaf adds to the riot of colour.
Walking in the woods you can hear the leaves fall. They rustle past those still clinging to the trees.
On the forest floor the low growing plants show signs of seasonal fatigue. The once vibrant green is disappearing to be replaced by browns and sepia.
Last petals twist into sculptural shapes before they too drop off. The summer growth spurt has stopped. Now is the time for its last dance before the frost.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Friday, September 5, 2014
Photos Aug 13-15
Where ever you go in Iceland you are not far from a glacier or from volcanic mountains or lava fields. Snaefellness peninsula is no exception. This was the view from where we stayed. We looked forward to the next day when we would explore the peninsula. That was the last we saw of the glacier; heavy cloud descended.
It was still enjoyable to explore. Mountains with waterfalls streaming down - lava fields (each one looks different)
As does each mountain.
At Arnarstapi we saw these sculpted sea stacks and cliffs plunging to the water.
And basalt columns reminiscent of the area near Vik.
The combined forces of volcanoes, the ocean and weather create intriguing sculptures. This was at Hellnar.
And always interspersed are signs of people - farming on whatever strips of land might be fertile. Their sheep are up in the hills for the summer.
After our sojourn on the peninsula we headed back to Reykjavik and then home the next day. So ended our amazing trip. Iceland impressed us - for its wild beauty, its resilience, its pragmatism and its acceptance of the forces of nature. The people seem to have a wonderful sense of humour (even watching the safety instructions in the airplane was not boring). Well worth a visit!
All my Iceland photos (at least those I shared) can be found in my Iceland and Faroe Islands album on Flickr.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Photos: August 12-13, 2014
Driving through Iceland is a constant series of surprises. We left Akureyri and soon found ourselves following a valley between high mountains, some with snow, others looking like jagged volcanic creations.
Wherever there was the least bit of fertile soil, there was a farm (hay seemed to be a major crop).
We stopped whenever we could to admire the views - so different from the lava fields we drove through in the south.
We stayed overnight at the guesthouse on a farm, about 6 km down a gravel road from the main road. The days got noticeably shorter, with a long period of golden light in the evening. It still never got completely dark over night.
Sheep are found everywhere in Iceland and lamb features on the menu at most restaurants as well as fish. This trio was walking on the road. They did not seem overly perturbed by us, though as we approached they trotted away.
We drove up to the town of Hvammstangi. The population is around 600.
Icelandic horses have long manes. We were on our way to visit the site where Eric the Red had his farm. Someone on horseback signalled us to pull off the one land gravel road. Then a few riders proceeded along the road followed by quite a number of riderless horses.
Then one decided to go into the field and those behind followed suit. The rider at the back of the pack managed to get them to go back on the road and then off they went.
We were told later that it takes about 3 years before farmers know if a horse will be good for riding. In the meantime this is one way they train them to follow the pack. Those that don't, those that have a bad temperament and those that don't have the correct gait end up as horse meat, much of which is exported to Europe.
This is a replica of what they believe Eric the Red's farmhouse would have been like (the actual site of the house is just up the hill). We had the chance to go inside. It must have been quite damp and cold in the winter. It is believed that this is where Lief Ericsson was born.
To walk here is to walk where they did. We heard the same kind of sounds they must have heard and looked out on the same landscape. I love these connections to history.
More photos can be found at: Iceland and Faroe Islands album