Just a few miles north of us, along the road to Merrickville, there is a small body of water. It looks to me that it might be an abandoned gravel pit or former quarry. Whatever it used to be, it's been recovered by nature, and is home to beaver (yes, I saw one but had no opportunity to 'shoot' it), a variety of birds, and swarms of mosquitoes. I had intended to go there at some point today, and realized towards twilight that I had better hurry if I was to use the remaining light.
The grass surrounding it is of olympic proportions, and is undoubtedly on steroids - I was eyeball to eyeball with it as I made my way from the road to the water's edge. There I was greeted by another type of grassy plant (reeds ?) that towered over me. The beauty of all this was that I was completely out of view from the road, and in my own little world (well, shared with about 8 million mosquitoes!). I spent a very nice, quiet hour there - save for the regular sound of slapping to send deserving mosquitoes to the happy land.
(60mm f8 1/2 sec ISO200)
(18-55mm f22 1/2 sec ISO200)