The wildflowers along the boardwalk have yet to be too adversely affected by the cold and dark of autumn.
Though the greens are not as brilliant now and many plants have gone to seed, the plants make a pleasing border.
They are tall, having achieved their height in the long, hot summer days. The border catches the eye.
The city has planted and maintains wild rose bushes along the path. The rose, pink and white blooms are gone now, except for an occasional straggler. Numerous rose hips replace them, some quite large, others more numerous on a bush but tiny.
One group of rose bushes is almost devoid of rose hips.
There are open hips exposing some seeds on rocks across from these bushes.
Were the fruit-eating birds such as waxwings, blackbirds and thrushes eating at this table?
Bulrushes present in wet areas are dried out now, having had their brief few green weeks in the sun. The blackbirds enjoy their company either way.
In the harbour, hundreds of geese are gathered in the sand at low tide. They have muted conversations until one talks of leaving and then a loud discussion ensues prior to take-off, as others decide to join the exodus. Similarly, landing geese are noisy as they glide in on the breeze, staking a claim on a landing spot.
Gulls young and old strut their stuff on the exposed sea bed as they forage for food.
In the stream, the neighbourhood yellow legs is swimming around which is an unusual sight for that wader.
The leaves are changing colour now, a huge difference from last week. The breeze shakes a few more from the branches as we walk by.
In our little city, natural beauty is easy to find.