Yesterday I went down to the Glebe (bees’ knees, remember?) to drop by the folklore center, and then I went for a walk in Windsor Park. In one of Charles De Lint’s books, the main character meets faeries whilst walking in Windsor Park, so I was ready for them. Mostly I just saw people with dogs, ducks, and the occasional baby pram. But as I was walking along the water I passed an old gentleman with a beard and funny cap, and I think he might have been one of the wee people. He was eating ice cream.
Anyway, I took some pictures.
The road to Faerie…
See any Nymphs?
Okay, how about ducks?
It’s a good thing all of my ducks are in a row:
Further up and further in…
Oh, and milk does come in bags here in Canada. Who knew?