I took my walk in the village today. At the bottom of the spillway above, a pool of foam bubbles and swirls, but its quiet edge, reeds grow. These two mallards were swimming in and out of the reeds as I stood on the river's edge.
Here some steps lead from the boardwalk along the pool created by the spillway up to the sidewalk at street level.
In the garden near the street, these roses still bloom in bushes heavily loaded with ripe carnelian rosehips.
Here a footbridge spans the river.
Here the river spills into the bay.
Everywhere I looked, this blue November sky met my eyes.
all photos by Aisling, November 2, 2008