October 29, 2017
This morning we went out for breakfast, to the Skylight which is still our favourite. On the way home we stopped for a while in the Park, sitting at the bench surrounded by several trees. The weather was superb — cool, with bright sun and a clear blue sky, with no need for a jacket yet.
We spent some time collecting acorns for the family of squirrels that visits our patio each day, and then we just sat back and relaxed. We watched the silent but steady fall of small leaves; some fell down directly, others spun in a tight spiral, seemingly delaying the inevitable, while yet others glided away from a straight path down, landing as migrants across the lawn. The crows, squirrels and jays kept their distance.
Finally we made friends with a Sirail hound called Stripe. He is a pal of the local three-legged Lucky but is a great deal more affable. A beautiful dog apparently saved from the slums of Bangladesh.
The tiny Salsbury Park is a wonderful place to interact with neighbours of all kinds.
April 28, 2017
Quite the lovely day in the Park today. Warm enough to sit quietly, cool enough not to sweat even climbing the hill.
The blossom trees are just about starting to bloom, and the dandelions are painting the lawn. Beautiful.
December 5, 2016
It was barely mid-morning when these two kids grabbed the opportunity for the winter’s first sled run on the Salsbury Park slope!
November 19, 2016
The extraordinary canopy of copper and gold and light brown leaves that has been such a feature of the Park for the last few weeks has entirely tumbled to the ground. For a day or so it was impossible to find the path under the deep shag of the fallen leaves. But then the Parks folks came and efficiently swept them all up into piles.
Today, there are just the final hangers on, delaying that final drop for as long as they can.
Previous Salsbury Park ruminations.
November 8, 2016
Usually when I write about Salsbury Park, it is because something happened there. But today was just a day to enjoy the quietness of it all.
We have been given today a wonderfully warm and sunny day. Stretched out as we are between two massive rain systems, one just past and another to arrive tomorrow, we deserve this day of rest and warmth. And that was what I was celebrating today — no rooks or squirrels, or dogs or slack-liners — just a peaceful quiet noontime in the dappled light beneath the trees of my favourite park.
Hard to complain.
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Previous Salsbury Park contemplations.
August 20, 2016
I went out this afternoon, in the heat of the sun, to buy groceries. I didn’t buy a lot of things; but it was enough to cause me to sit for a while in Salsbury Park, to catch my breath on my way home. It was three o’clock on a Saturday afternoon.
I chose the bench at the north east side of the Park, as I usually do, to catch the several cross-wind breezes that seem to like caressing that spot. The bench is also in the shade of several fine trees. I sat with no expectations. There were no other people in the Park. No dogs. No squirrels. No rooks nor eagles.
After a short while, as I relaxed my legs, I recognized that I was sitting in an unexpected silence. If I tried, I could just make out the steady hum of the city a few blocks away, but it was easy to ignore. There was no other sound, near or far. For a minute or two anyway.
That was lovely.
May 19, 2016
I was heading out this evening to go to the Grandview Heritage Group meeting. As I walked into Salbsury Park I was both surprised and pleased to find about three dozen ukulele players practising there.
So I sat and listened for a while and it was a joyous experience. My little park continues to amaze me every day.