Back to the Woods

We woke up this morning and knew that it would be absolutely sinful not to spend the day in the woods. The sun was shining, the air was cool but not cold, and since we have had a few good frosts, all of the mosquitoes are gone!!! Our good friends (and neighbours) were up for the adventure too. These pictures were taken on a section of the Bruce trail just north of Georgetown.

To Nature

by Samuel Coleridge

It may indeed be fantasy when I

Essay to draw from all created things

Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings;

And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie

Lessons of love and earnest piety.

So let it be; and if the wide world rings

In mock of this belief, it brings

Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.

So will I build my altar in the fields,

And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,

And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields

Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,

Thee only God! and thou shalt not despise

Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice.