My brother, who lives down a country lane in Ottawa, in defense of my mother who lives down another country lane in Ottawa, thinks I was a bit harsh about winter in the country the other day. I'm sorry. I wouldn't enjoy living in the country in winter full time. But I know many people who do happily, and for them whatever the difficulties, the view, clean air and lifestyle are worth it. I guess I'm unusually lucky, because four days a week in winter I get to work on a 700 acre nature reserve north of Toronto, and it is undeniably in the country. I love seeing osprey (gone now for the winter) and crows, geese, ducks, and birds of every variety just walking to the building I work in at Seneca College's King Campus. So I get my country hit.
And I know it isn't the same at all as living the country life.
Forgive me Andrew (my brother from the same mother).
These pictures were taken in a little slice of country -- the huge park
near my house. Have a delightful day!
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