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on a walk was i

on a walk was i

on pathways i’ve beenthru a meadow, by a streami was yesterday

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To The Coves And Back Again

To The Coves And Back Again

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And So We Go On A Weekly Wear Out The Pop-Goes-The-Weasel Walk To Euston

And So We Go On A Weekly Wear Out The Pop-Goes-The-Weasel Walk To Euston #MyChihuaha #519Dogs

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    Euston

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“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire

November 4th, 2015

SUBJECT: Milkweed Seeds caught in Queen Anne’s Lace LOCATION: Euston Meadow, London Ontario EQUIPMENT: Canon ELPH135

In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge | Dance

The Dance Of Milkweed And Lace “Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind,

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created with: Canon Elph135 edited in: Photo Editor Location: Euston Meadow for the Weekly Photo Challenge | Transition A Maple In Transition created with: Canon Elph135 edited in: Photo Editor Location: Euston Meadow for the Weekly Photo Challenge | Transition

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They call me Euston, and what you see today was not alway so. I have been many things, been raped, abandoned, and abused. Although it has been decades, I know some wounds will never heal; remnants of my garbage pit days of yore.

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I first met Euston in the 90’s, back when I was married. It was all in the open, and we would even bring our dog with us on our encounters. Back then it was very different, Euston was not yet recognized as significant, and there was no protection, and that worried me. But today, well, I have fallen in love all over again.

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They call you Euston, yet I know your true name, the one I gave you. Where once was, so shall it be again, it is the only way. Through you, Euston, I speak to them; for those awake enough to understand.

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “From Every Angle.”

Looking At It Another Way They call me Euston, and what you see today was not alway so. I have been many things, been raped, abandoned, and abused.

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Again and again I return. There are more ecologically diverse areas in London, larger, perhaps some may say lovelier. If one includes all the woodsy ways, back roads, and other wild spaces I’ve wandered, few have captured my soul more completely though.

One may find it tucked in behind busy Wharncliffe & Baseline, situated where once the city disposed of their waste. It is a fresh jewel within an area of lower middle-class housing buildup around the war eras.

Euston Meadow & forest has returned to its roots as a significant contributor to the Thames River watershed, as well as part of The Coves Trail.

Back in 2001, when I was last living in London, it was a shadow of what it is today.

Euston Meadow ~ revisited Again and again I return. There are more ecologically diverse areas in London, larger, perhaps some may say lovelier.