The Walkable City: From Haussmann's Boulevards to Jane Jacobs' Streets and Beyond
There's a stream that runs through the cemetery and most years at least one pair of mallards raises a few ducklings. But it is down hill a bit, and this where meltwater (later on, rain water) pools no matter how hard the groundskeepers try to clean out the drains. Looks as if this couple of couples thought they might have found another place to nest.
Looks pretty sad, doesn't it ?
But that's what happens when the ice finally melts. Spring (maybe) is on its way.
No photo because my hands were too cold to get the phone out for a picture. But trust me, there were some red wing blackbirds scouts at the Lachine Rapids this morning, calling and calling. The males arrive first in the spring (usually the last week or so in March) and stake out claims for good nesting sites. Hope these guys don't freeze to death: they looked really cold.
Spent a couple of hours in the kitchen doing whatnot, and now I think I'll take a nap....
I made it this far, leaning on my walking stick, but decided this was far enough. Going to have my right hip replaced on Tuesday after all. Would have been terrible to break a leg before hand.
