Maples displaying their dormant colours and a fairy-tale dress in Westmount Park.

A walk home through the park while watching the Service de sécurité incendie de Montréal (SIM) practise their extension ladder.

Is it just my imagination – or are there more signs (than flora) constantly sprouting throughout the park?

The City’s floral clock was the first of its kind in North America.

A Saturday afternoon stroll along the park’s many footpaths.

Perfectly rolled grass – smooth as a billiard table.

Westmount’s Victoria Avenue sporting “pedestrian islands” that transform the street during the summer.

A walk along Westmount’s “high street” – Greene Avenue. Nearby, there is a house in a sea of coneflowers (Echinacea) – a popular herbal supplement.

A beautiful sunny afternoon in a nearly deserted park. It seems that months of constantly changing restrictions have caused a degree of agoraphobia in many people.