(In which I took some time this afternoon to stroll around Central Park in Burnaby.)
Okay, I can’t really say woodpeckers would offer much in the way of therapy, unless you were looking for the cheapest, most excruciating trepanation possible. But I did see a woodpecker, not up in a tree, but sitting on a fallen one (also known as a log) and it was following script, merrily pecking away at it.
I didn’t want to get too close and scare it off, so the photo is kind of blah (optical zoom is something I definitely miss on typical smartphone cameras), but here ya go:
And at the lower pond, things were ducky. It’s also tough to shoot ducks (with a camera), not because they frighten easily, but because you have to be a worm to get down low enough for a good angle.
I took a photo of some of the fish they have stocked in the same pond, but due to reflection, refraction and the dull colors of the fish, I have not included the photo here. Just imagine a beluga whale majestically breaching or something. Yes, I know whales aren’t fish. But they breach a lot better.
There’s no Waldo hiding in this shot, I just like the interplay of light and shadow. The weird, bleached out color is accurate.
And now flowers!
And a few more on the way out of the park:
Finally, on one of the trails I don’t usually hit I saw this atop a giant tree stump. I don’t know.
