THEN FOLLOWED THAT BEAUTIFUL SEASON….SUMMER IN TRINITY BELLWOODS PARK

“Then followed that beautiful season . . . summer.

  Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light;

and the landscape lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.”  (Henry Wardsworth Longfellow.)

 

 

 

“Summer afternoon,   summer afternoon;  

to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.”   (Henry James)

 

Summer and the perfect time to become a flaneur and wander the streets in this old Toronto neighborhood.   The gardens of stately  homes heavy with the fragrance of old  fashion flowers.

 

 

 

The lovely lupine … a graceful wand of colour.

 A whisper of lavender …  the soul, the scent of Provence.

Graceful irises like pieces of the deep, blu sky flung into the garden.

A slender rope suspended between sheltering trees.  To walk barefoot in the park on air.  Summer is a glorious time in Trinity Bellwoods Park

SUMMER AFTERNOON … THE TWO MOST BEAUTIFUL WORDS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE