Rain on the 417

Bom Dia, Good Morning, For those of you who do not live in the area, the 417 is the highway that takes one from Ottawa, to Montreal. It is a divided highway, two lanes going east, and two lanes going west . The landscape between here and Montreal yesterday was beyond spectacular.

The weather forecast was rain and more rain. Ottawa was predicted to have heavy rains most of the day. Montreal less so. When we left, we were not expecting a great sun-filled or colourful day. There was no sun, not even a glimmer or hint of sun. BUT the colours were out of this world. Brilliant, rich, full of drama, it was often gasping wow moments. It truly was mesmerizing, I couldn’t get enough of it. Never have I been so enthralled with a rainy, misty foggy day.

My co-pilot was just as blown away as I was, our conversations were constantly being interrupted with our reaction to the scenery we were driving through. Sorry no pictures it was raining too hard, this is an extremely busy, highway. Suffice to say, it was often surreal. The rain was so heavy that it drenched the barks of the trees, so that they stood out, like inked ebony sculptures dripping with leaves of wet glistening golds, and often fiery burnished copper would stand out majestically against a stand of evergreens.

We don’t go out expecting to be presented with endless miles of Natural wonders…. but when it happens, friends, you feel truly blessed. The ride home was foggy and we had the rush hour traffic for part of it, but the ride to our destination, was gift. A picture would not do it justice, we had to live it. Live it we did. What a day, it was glorious, yeah, really… that great. Neither one of us expected such a 3D high-definition all out mind-blowing show…but the heavens provided and we reaped the rewards.
Life can be exhausting, but it can also be simply divine, when you least expect it to.
Oyashikiri
Norm and fellow door chasers, there is a door in one of these pictures, with activity happening in the room beyond, You can see through the windows.. Actually there is more than one ..
Till next time… you are loved!!!!


Happy Thursday everyone.. Bom dia.
I felt like I was walking in my own wonderland. Given permission to wander and enjoy, I took full advantage and drove down towards the fields of now harvested cranberries.


This was a very special blessing, I followed through on my desire to visit the farm, there was no distraction. My reward was the intense feelings of being ONE with the environment I was in.



May the day shine brightly for you. Sunday and we are not having a service this morning, because of the service last evening. What does one do on a Sunday morning, when there is no service. I to Drucilla’s displeasure, decided to play with my paint and other supplies to start on a makeover for her. I have told her that this is therapeutic for both of us, but her silence tells me, …. it is all in my head.
Bom dia..
Same day, same place, same time of day give or take, but a different tree. Each had its very own appeal to me. “that day” I suspect if I went back today, I couldn’t find them again. Thus the harping on… live each day to your fullest, today is today, and tomorrow will be a new beginning.
