Johnston's Cranberry Marsh and Muskoka

 

Thanksgiving Day we spent up north in Muskoka and at Johnston's Cranberry Marsh.

The scenery is breathtaking, and I am considering moving up there to live. ...

 

Aren't those roadside rocks amazing?!



Cranberry sorting.

I LOVE this picture - it shows how much all of us adore our older sister.

Tadpole :D

They had helicopter rides, but really?! In a big family, you can't afford 6-8 minutes of flying for $60 per person.
Cool to watch, though.

Walking the marsh

Some of the cranberries that missed collection.

Beautiful fall colours.

Raking the bushes.

This corner was missed for the moment.

This shot is so typical of northern Ontario: rocks, trees, lakes.

These pictures all show my efforts at getting the raking operation and the colourful trees in the same picture.

They have a bunch of ducks here; I am not sure, but I suspect that they may be there to eat the insects off the cranberry plants.

Submerged cranberry bushes.

This machine lifted the boats out of the water and dumped them into the truck
(whose driver enjoyed honking that wonderful Mr. Toad horn)

The operation

Of course, little boys cannot keep their eyes off moving things. :D

I always knew our house was a zoo!

Rocky fascination

The old raker. It was enjoyed by this little boy. :D

The "beater."

We Couldn't Deny Him His Longing

We were asked to play for the funeral, so we went the night before to practice. 

The steeple - the gorgeous, deep tones of the funeral bell ...

Over a hundred years ago, they made absolutely beautiful churches.

My favourite stained-glass window.

"...Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven."
Matthew 19:14

Ribbon reads, "Erlösung ist Gnade," which translated means, "Freedom is grace."



A Nice Start to October

Little niece

"Just a little smile for auntie...."

Be gentle.

Panorama to get the whole cloud growth on there.

A little sideroad near our home.

All nature speaks of its Creator.

Isn't this tree (or double-tree) just the prettiest gem ever?
Four colours; red, orange, yellow, green.



White-washed tree.

This section - on the corner of our road and the sideroad - used to have a historical marker which said (I can't remember exactly), "Peel Presbyterian(?) Church."

"Look, I got lots of flowers!"
Then my mother was worried and asked where they were from.
"From the flowerbed."
Then mom was super worried that she would have ripped out all these big flower plants, until she saw how little those flowers were.

We each got one, and they smelled pretty nice for flowers.
(aren't those green eyes just the prettiest things?!)

 

And there was a bit of a fog hanging around this morning when I left for school.

The sun did come out later.

 

Evening sunset.

Shark attack!!!!!!!!!!!
(Can you see those sharky snouts and that dorsal fin?)