Venice as evening falls. No wonder Whistler was so captivated by this improbable city, its varying light.
October 24, 2014
October 23, 2014
Of course, my eye is drawn to the grey goose, the one who doesn’t follow the crowd. I remember this day as being hot and humid, thunderstorms troubling the skies, then sun turning the atmosphere into that of a steam bath. The occasion was a pig roast with lots of laughs by so many other “grey geese” in attendance. To see how much I enjoyed the day with my friends Mike and Brian, just look up to the top of this blog page and see the photo that Mike took.
October 22, 2014
As I’d never been to the big outdoor market in the Anglophone section of Montréal, I decided to give it a try. A bit smaller, a bit more reserved, a bit more expensive. I don’t need to go back. I much prefer the Marché Jean-Talon in the Francophone section of town, especially as that market borders Montréal’s Little Italy neighborhood, a good location when you’re looking for food. (Our visits to this wonderful city are always in late October, prime pumpkin time.)
October 21, 2014
I think the most beautiful canals in Venice are those that are far from the crowded tourist haunts. Let others aim their smartphones and cameras at the Grand Canal. I prefer the out-of-the-way finds like this one, discovered around a corner during an aimless stroll.
October 20, 2014
Every once in awhile, Dr. Blake drops his “scientist” front and acts silly. It’s at those times that I love him most. One example: We came across this creepy giant pumpkin in Montréal’s central market and couldn’t resist a photo op.