Freedom Trail

After our visit with the town crier on Tuesday, we did get for a walk down the trail in Harrison Park.  It's a beautiful walk, partly through the grassy park past the Black History Memorial, and then through the woods all the way to the entrance of the park.  It's paved so it's completely accessible for wheelchairs, though you have to watch out for the sharp edges.

The open part of the trail wanders past the Sydenham River, the waters here forming the upper end of the millpond above a downstream dam.

It's known as the Freedom Trail because of course this is the route that people would walk to get to the memorial from downtown.  In fact the local Black Lives Matter protest did just that a couple of weeks ago.  I expect the Emancipation Picnic will get a lot more attention this year given the current awareness of those protests.

A large group of ducks were floating quietly on the far side of the river.

Just one sat alone on this side; this looks like a female Mallard.

Several open areas of this park are devoted to trees planted in memory of loved ones, with small plaques at the base of the trees acknowledging this.
 

After crossing the bridge we headed in to the woods.  It's a beautiful winding trail, with quite large trees, and cool in the shade.  You can see the sharp drop-off on the right, first a sharp 3-4" drop on the pavement, then a slope downhill.  I have to be careful especially when meeting people, or doing something foolish like backing up while positioning myself for a photo.

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Here at home today was jam day.  Yesterday we picked up a flat of raspberries at Goldsmiths in Thornbury where we had reserved them.  They're nice quality and fresh, from Goldsmith's own farm.  This morning Mrs. F.G. devoted herself to making the jam, a full dozen jars of it.  She's committed to doing this every year, even though we give most of it away.  I love it, and this one is one of my two favourite, even though I don't actually eat a lot of it.