My First Bluejay
Tuesday, September 29, 2020
Our walk in Sunnybrook was blissful. The colours were brilliant, the air warm, the sky mostly sunny. I am not a birder but always pay attention if we happen to see something new to us. As we walked to the staircase to the playing fields, I caught a glimpse of a perfect little bluejay. I did not get a picture...he was so quick.
Plenty of photo ops for the trees as we are a couple of weeks away from peak colour. There is still plenty of green and some maples are already bare...no clue what type they are. Two areas I could bone up on during the long winter ahead.
Trees, birds... and basic knitting projects. I’ll be busy learning.
The stairs are always a challenge for me as I watch my knee, foot placement and speed. I met a woman who does the staircase an unbelievable 25- 30 times, twice weekly. She also told me the stairs will remain open all winter. They are kept clear of snow, but sometimes it could be icy. I am excited... we will definitely be able to use the park through the winter months.
I am planning ahead as our covid numbers escalate, Quebec , Montreal are in the red zone and face new restrictions for 28 days. My son reports ... “ I am living like a monk “... and that is worrisome. My stepson , a gifted social worker has been assigned to some kind of screening desk at the hospital where he works. The kids he cares for, the families he counsels are put aside, so he can monitor entry to the hospital.
The world has gone off the rails as people protest the “ lost freedom” , the restrictions, the social distancing. Where does this idiotic thinking come from ? How can this be remedied ? Did sheltering in the Underground during the Blitz mean a loss of freedom ?
No wonder we are all getting outdoors, gawking at the leaves, planning ahead like squirrels gathering acorns. Seems to me that’s all that we have left.
I did see my first Bluejay. I’m hanging on to that image.