The morning of the solstice I took a walk at Acewood Park. Despite the omnipresent din of Highway 51 hovering in the background, it was rather peaceful overall.
I found that the city had decimated a portion of the eastern side of the park with felled trees littering the ground.
While I saw no rotten wood, I am no arborist and so there could very well be a legitimate health reason for taking the trees down. Still, it was very sad to see many a lovely tree lying in pieces on the ground.
The areas on the southern end of the park had been spared, for now, anyway, and it was a joyous stroll through that bit.
The obligatory Deakins-eque photo.
The arch was bare but it will bloom again. April will be here before you know it.
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