Human artists and Nature's art....

 October 4, 2026

The fall edition of the Madawaska Valley Studio Tour is on this weekend. https://madawaskastudiotour.com/ 

Seeing as a friend and I had done the summer edition back in July, we wanted to continue our explorations, as there were more artists listed on the fall tour than there had been on the summer one. We chose yesterday, and we chose well, as today it is dreary and raining. Saturday was a sublime, sunny fall day with temperatures in the high teens...perfect.

We visited a copper and silver jewellery maker,

an ink drawer and print maker, potters, a leather worker, artists with beautiful paintings of all things Renfrew county, a glass sculptor, a loom weaver, and a blacksmith. Most of the studios were indoor, and even though I brought my camera, I usually forgot it while exploring the beautiful creations. At the blacksmith's, who had his work displayed outdoors,  I finally clued in and took some pictures! 

 https://mikedesrochers.com/

 His drive entrance...

His coal fired forge in a beautifully restored old log building....

and one of his metal sculptures.

At all the venues, talking to the artist and learning their story was the best part. 

This morning on our trail walk,

I came across a very visible patch of Indian Cucumber root, (Medeola virginiana) which has stopped photosynthesizing for the season. 

It is a pretty whorled forest plant with two tiers of leaves, the lower one bigger than the upper, separated by a good length of stem. In the spring, I took pictures of one of the plants when it was blooming,

then later, when the blooms were changing into green berries.

 The berries then turn burgundy, as does the top whorl of leaves. 

The blooms curl downward, but as the seeds set, they curl up and then are on top of the top whorl of leaves. 
It has been on my list of wild edible plants to try, and finally, this fall, I dug up a root and we sampled it.

The root/tuber is small but very crisp, juicy, and yes! it tastes like slightly sweetened cucumbers. 
Who knew that Mother Nature does 'splatter painting'?

Here and there in the bush, one sees these pale apparitions. Striped maple or 'moosewood', (Acer pensylvanicum) have lost the chlorophyll in their large leaves, and stand ghost-like among the still mostly green understory.