
I hate to start off on a sad note, but sometimes it's necessary. Yesterday on my bike trip along the Ottawa River, I stopped at one of my favourite spots to check out the geese and ducks. While sitting on the wall of rocks, I looked down and saw the shell of this turtle partially sticking out from under a rock . I thought this was a terrific find, as I don't often see turtles along my route. When I climbed down to get a closeup picture I noticed this fellow wasn't moving and its limbs looked withered. It was motionless. I took a stick and moved it in the open to get a better look. It didn't move and I knew it was dead. I couldn't tell how it died, because there were no visible signs of injury. It was sad to see. I always had a liking for turtles and had one as a pet when I was a kid. That's long before I (or my parents, I think) heard that they are well known carrier's of Salmonella, a potentially deadly bacteria, in which young children are especially vulnerable. I remember handling and playing with it on the living room carpet, along with my small infantry of plastic soldiers. It was used to transport the injured from the battlefield.

Yesterday morning was a miserable looking day. It was rainy and cool and miserable. Yes I know I repeated the word miserable, and that's because it's the best word I can think of to describe it. Later in the day it lightened up and was nice enough to go for a bike ride, or so at least I thought. It started out nice enough and when the sun came out, it was beautiful. I stopped once and sat on the rocks and felt the warmth of the sun. It was theraputic. I even found a small rubber superball (you know the kind that seem like they will never stop bouncing) beside some rocks and although it was abondoned and broken in a couple of spots, and rubber was coming off in flakes, I decided it was worth rescuing. Since it was still so nice out, I decided to go further down the pathway. Well, naturally, the nice weather didn't last, and soon it was clouding over, and I was ducking for shelter from the rain. After finding a covered overpass to wait under, I occupied my time by playing with the "superball." It was great fun throwing it against the cement wall and watching it bounce erattically in many directions. I discovered that my reflexes, although pretty quick, were not close to what they were when I got my first superball several decades ago. Well, nearly a half an hour went by before it started clearing up, and when it did, I took off further down the bike path. The weather was beautiful again and the cool wind had died down completely. Further east, I stopped to look at the river and noticed how calm it was. That's what triggered me to take the picture above. I seldom see the river this calm, so it was worthy of a few photos, and I think this one captured the scene the best. After studying it for a few minutes, the water surface brought to mind an image of an ice covered lake without any snow on the surface. Notice the reflection of the buildings and the clouds on the water, I thought that was cool. The weather stayed nice for another hour or more.

Heading home, the weather changed once again, and it began raining with lightning and thunder in the distance. I found another overpass to take refuge under and waited it out. Bored, I once again played with my superball, at least until a couple of other people showed up seeking shelter. I'm sure nobody would have said anything, but my self consciounsess, told me to stop playing and act "normal." The idea of a middle aged guy playing with a rubber ball in front of an audience was too much, and besides, what would happen if I hit somebody with it? I can't afford to be beaten up.
When the sky started to clear up, I headed out again, even though it was still sprinkling. To the South I happened to catch a glimpse of a rainbow and thought it was worth a photo, even if I had to tempt fate and get caught in a downpour. Well that didn't happen and thankfully the rain continued to fall lightly. Notice how you can see a "double" rainbow in the picture above. It was very captivating and I took several pics. It's too bad I couldn't capture the entire rainbow as it formed a complete 180 degree arc. The photo below is taken further along the trail, as the clouds were scattering and from my vantage point, the rainbow had almost the glow of a burning fire with the clouds resembling smoke.