This morning we explored a few local conservation areas, and then drove about 40 minutes north up highway seven (up onto the Canadian shield where the terrain changes quite dramatically from the southern parts of Ontario). Anyway, a few pictures from that:
A subtle chain of countless rings
The next unto the farthest brings;
The eye reads omens where it goes,
And speaks all languages the rose;
And, striving to be man, the worm
Mounts through all the spires of form.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature, 1836