In the Wyandot (Huron) language, the word Ontario means Lake of Shining Water and such is Lake Ontario. Millenia ago it was an inland bay of the Atlantic Ocean. It’s average depth is 283 feet but at its deepest it is 802 feet deep according to Wikipedia (and who would resist the truth about such a thing.)
Anyhow with a swift new easy to fly bike a recent rare trip on a sailboat I have seen a lot of it from new angles of late and this I am sharing tonight.
The reason it is so hard to see the far shore on the U.S. side is because there happens to be nothing but woods there, “the northern woods” but one tiny appearing electrical tower could be noted in supreme miniature when pointed out from almost halfway across the lake. Imperceptible to the camera.
Around such a lake, the world well treed.
“We are the water. The sky reflects upon us and we imitate it, for billions of years,” sing the happy trees and people on the shores. We are interfused with the carbon from the sun and spring to life.
Life’s simple joies
All the photos are fairly Toronto in context, but I take lazy pride in these last two before the computer crashes, from Humber Bridge
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