The ground at the park was wet and spongy. The boys' scooters sank into the soft ground. The boys took off and left the problem scooters for mom to deal with, as she surely does with dozens of other problems every day. Mothers, we don't give 'em the appreciation they deserve when we are young.
Today winds were gusting to 100 km/h and even down in the river valley the winds were hitting 80 km/h and higher
So far, March is living up to its reputation. It comes in like a lion. Whether or not it will leave like a lamb is a wait-and-see situation.
This lady's hair, like many strollers today, was a blowin' in the wind.
I find I am seeing the blue and yellow colours that say Ukraine everywhere. Parking my car I noticed blue and yellow fabric hanging on the garage wall; it was a kite. Tomorrow that kite will be moved. At present, those colours bring tears to my eyes and sorrow to my heart.
I'm disappointed. If given a chance, people can get oh-so-imaginative when making a snowperson. I saw this snow creation a few years ago. I thought it was quite memorable.
The theme yesterday was solitude. In looking through my files, I was surprised at how many images could be interpreted as illustrating solitude. This lady sitting on the park bench seems to be enjoying being alone--at least as far as being with other people is concerned.
Maybe she is not interacting with other people but she is interacting with a flock of geese. And the birds she is feeding are not the more common Canada geese. This hungry pair resemble a Eurasian species.
