Spring came late this year in my part of the world; either it dragged its feet mulishly or else winter overstayed its welcome. Either way, I’ve had my camera out the past few weekends as I tried to capture small signs of how new life slowly crept into things around me. I spent two of these weekends out of town, while tending to my modest garden at home occupied my time this past Saturday and Sunday. Each year, I try something a little different. This year, I have placed the emphasis on succulents, as they remind me of family who have passed away. My father, aunt, uncle and grandmother are all buried in Montreal’s Mount Royal Cemetery. A simple family plaque stands in memory of their lives, but in this sunny spot atop Mount Royal, the succulents–growing in a thin layer of arid soil around stone and rock–seem to shine.
Very nice photos indeed !