This has been a very strange year. Chris was diagnosed with a brain aneurysm in January. The surgeon told us it was a big one and he clearly recommended surgery. In fact he said, he wanted to do it as soon a possible, because he hated seeing his patients die before the hit the operating table. We agreed with this entirely. In fact, we didn’t like the idea of Chris dying on the operating table either. Her surgery had been postponed twice already because Covid-19 was overwhelming the Manitoba health care system. Both of us were very worried it would be postponed again. So one week before surgery was scheduled we went out for a nature jaunt to get our minds over surgery.
We went to Whitemouth Falls near Seven Sister Falls power station. It was a magnificent early autumn day. I am a sucker for autumn. I love the colours and try to capture the feeling of them, sometimes going beyond the real.
We have been to the modest falls a number of times but this was the first time we were able to get onto the island. In fact, because the weather was so dry this year it was no longer an island. We had a lovely picnic in the warm fall sun.
Life does not get much better than that. And I got to photograph autumn leaves. We don’t have the colours they have down east, but is you look you can see.
Chris had surgery at the end of September and after that we had to stay home while Chris recuperated.
Thankfully Chris survived the delays and we enjoyed a little bit of autumn. We only enjoyed a couple of days in the autumn. But we tried to make the most of them.
Like leaves, our lives are brief and then we flame out. Not always in a blaze of glory but we do the best we can.
As Shakespeare said,
Out, out brief candle!
LIfe’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Life was good and we wanted to keep it. And savour it. This day we did exactly that.