More fallish out there now – grey, rainy and cool. Perhaps those magical days of bright sun are gone for a few months, or perhaps we can squeeze in a few more … let’s hope. There’s a huge, magnificent bird hanging around my yard these days, a falcon or a hawk – I watched him yesterday cleaning his long tail feathers. No wonder the sparrows are squawking more than usual during their dawn chorus. And yesterday, a doe was cornered and tranquillised near Union Station, in the heart of the financial district downtown. Perhaps the one I saw a few weeks ago on my walk, who decided to leave town by train.