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boardwalk over the Wye Marsh
boardwalk over the marsh Originally uploaded by canuckshutterer “Bill” (W.J. Gibson) The Wye Marsh Wildlife Centre is near Midland, Ontario. Actually its between Midland and my village of Victoria Harbour. I am a sporadic member, that is I usually remember … Continue reading
Poem – a slow glance
all of the snow stares back and smiles at me as I wait for Spring the five black squirrels feast at the bird feeder beside the green cedars the recycling box shines blue at the end of the driveway I … Continue reading
