It’s the first Fall weekend and we enjoyed a Saturday afternoon hike at Rouge Urban National Park, a wonderful oasis nearby our home.
We were blessed with a last blast of summer weather, so we all wore t-shirts and shorts with the added benefit of no bugs or sweltering heat.
It seems like everyone in town wanted to soak up what’s left of summer. The parking lot was packed and we parked on a side ditch with the other latecomers.
We enjoyed a short hike that took us up a hill and into a forest. It was nice seeing the yellows, reds and oranges starting to emerge.
There were a lot of people out, so we had our masks on during the moments we passed by large groups and families.
It was nice seeing others making the most of these ongoing pandemic conditions while keeping safe.
We spent the last part of our visit by the small pebbled river. T dug up rocks and hurled them in the water. He finds this very calming.
We rewarded ourselves afterwards – not that it was a strenuous hike – with sweet cold slushees from the gas station on our way home.
During bedtime this week, we read the book “Goodbye Summer, Hello Autumn,” wonderfully told and beautifully illustrated by Kenard Pak. It’s an appropriate book for the times.
Hello autumn, indeed!