Saturday, December 10, 2016
Photos: December 9, 2016
This large lion sits at the bottom of a stairwell, no longer guarding the antique store. He and his partner once sat proudly at street level by an antique store. When the store moved they, too moved, down into this stairwell guarding the new location. That did not last long.
The store moved once again, morphing into a flower shop and there was no room for these majestic fellows at the new location. So they sit, abandoned. No one to brush the snow off their manes, no one to make their way down the stairs in search of treasures. They seem to be scowling at their fate.
Photo: December 8, 2016
I often wonder why some trees and bushes hang on to their leaves even after they have started to dry out. I do appreciate this last colour as all around everything fades to grey and sepia. I notice the oaks that seem determined to hang on tenaciously to their brown leaves all winter, only to drop them in spring. Even scientists puzzle over why.
Friday, December 9, 2016
Photos: December 7, 2016
Work had to be done on the transformer in our building and so (we were warned well in advance) we had no electricity for the better part of the day. I planned my day accordingly - no sitting around as the condo got cooler - I had a list of things to accomplish and warm places to visit. A bowl of café au lait accompanied my lunch at Duc de Lorraine, a pastry shop that has been around since 1952. It has a very French (from France) atmosphere.
This fellow was my lunch mate. He stood there and watched me eat.
Thursday, December 8, 2016
Photo: December 6, 2016
Dates have feelings attached to them - some filled with joy and some with sorrow and some may be tinged with both. As my late husband was Dutch, I always tried to celebrate Sinterklaas (December 6) with my children - filling their shoes with marzipan, chocolate letters and other Dutch inspired treats. We liked to celebrate anything we could in December. The dark days, which could easily provoke a seasonal sadness, were enlivened by our sillyness - from Sinterklaas to Christmas, from Hanukkah to Festivus, we made our days more fun.
But December 6, since 1989, has been also associated with sorrow - the anniversary of the shootings at École Polytechnique, the engineering school at the Université de Montréal. Fourteen women lost their lives; another fourteen were injured. We must never forget them and what they represent - women who were studying to enter a fairly male-dominated profession, killed simply because they were women. Misogyny exists in many forms. While this was an extreme example, there is still a long way to go in fighting for equality for women, to stop the objectification and to encourage women to follow their dreams.
And so we remember
Photos: December 5, 2016
A little snow fell on the city. It's that time of year when winter is trying to set in but hasn't quite unleashed its full force.
One day all is covered in white and the next the grass shows through again. I love the pristine look of fresh fallen snow.
I thought it would be fun to peer through this climbing equipment again to contrast the view with that from just a few days ago.
The scene has been transformed.
As the snow continued to fall sounds get muffled. There is an incredible sense of peace.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Photos: December 4, 2016
There is something beautiful about a walk in the afternoon in the late autumn. The air in December has a bit of a bite as temperatures hover around freezing. Bits of ice cover this bit of water which pools in a depression.
By 3:30 the sun sits low, casting long shadows and tinges everything with golden tones. Many were out enjoying a walk on Mont Royal.
The birds, too were enjoying the sunshine, swooping down to the feeders and back up to a safe branch to enjoy the seeds.
Mont-Royal is a place to escape the city but also to enjoy the city. The views from the promenade at the chalet are expansive, from the buildings of downtown, to the river and even to the mountains in the distance. It reminds us that we live on an island, so easy to forget as we see only the street scenes as we walk.
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Photos: December 3, 2016
This time of year it is so easy to hunker down at home in the evening, yet I always appreciate when I have a reason to get out. The city is beautiful at night - the many lights and lively atmosphere.
As you look along Rachel you can see the cross hovering over Montreal. There are rules about building on the side of the mountain, the result being there is just forest and field below the peak of the mountain (actually not much more than a hill at 233 m or 765 ft).
We were on our way to a concert by Pallade Musica Chapelle-St-Louis - on the programme: A Musical Offering by Bach. What a splendid concert!
And then back into the night.