We left la Belle Province yesterday to head for Ottawa but on the way we explored an area that had been recommended to me by one of the knitters at Ariadne Knits. It was again quite interesting because it had been a town that was considered a cottage town, where people from Montreal would go to get away from the city. There was still evidence of that - there was a very sweet little town center with cottages leading up from the river and a huge church in the middle. From there outward however told another story.
Again I was fascinated to see how successive layers of development were so evident and how each development loses its look of uniformity as time goes on. As trees grow larger, gardens are created and expanded, homes are renovated, the place begins to look more textured and unique. And the culture comes through. You can't stop it.
I took a candid shot of Sonya knitting right after she got up in the morning....she has caught the bug.
Ontario beckoned and so we arrived in Ottawa, which is nothing like I imagined it. That is to say, it is 100X nicer than I imagined it (I don't know why I had envisioned a sterile place filled with boring government buildings) Ottawa is very beautiful and we were happy to find our new accommodations were charming and our hosts, generous.