“Just the still melancholy that I love — that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit.”
- George Elliot, 1841 (Life as related in her letters and journals, edited by J. W. Cross, 1885)
These photos are from walks up various cliffs and hills yesterday, taking in the autumn landscape on the Canadian Shield. In the distance, I saw a hawk soaring by, a raven perched atop a pine and a small float plane that I think was probably taking folks on a tour to see the fall colours. I was content to see the sights with my feet on the ground.
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