I found myself dreaming that I lived in this refurbished mill. How gorgeous would that be, with soaring twelve foot ceilings, hardwood floors and limestone walls! Alas we could only peek in the windows.
How easy would it be to lose yourself in a setting such as this. I have always believed that I possess what I refer to as the ‘Grizzly Adams’ gene – you know the one, where you up and disappear from the trappings of an over populated, over technologized society and in every sense of the phrase, ‘head for the hills!’ And so, head for the hills we did!
Of course, with scenes like this one awaiting me at every turn it was easy to lose myself and then I would have to trot to catch up. Thanks to M and E, I was already wary of the mangy, rangy foxes! [Don’t ask!]
‘What the hell are you doing? Can’t you see I’m indisposed?’ In actuality it was M’s way of impressing upon me [or trying awfully damned hard!] the beauty of Juniperus canadensis. Hate to say it but I’m not a fan of any within the genus myself!
I am mesmerized with water. I do not want to be out on the water, but I love its whorls and eddies, its sound and seemingly untamable nature. The photo below is my favourite of the day! I should like to have someone paint it for me. Any artists out there?
And with that it was time to head back to the car! It was the perfect way to end a magnificent visit to Ottawa! Kindest, heartfelt thanks to M for providing friendship and transport, and to E for providing me with the best guided tours and a place to lay my head each night… it will remain close to my heart forever!