I went on a wildflower walk with Plein air interculterel in Mont Royal park last night. The forest has leafed out considerably in the week since I previously went walking there, and the woods are an intense, unphotographable spring green.… [Read More]
I was out walking the other day, and saw a very science-fictiony view of Île Sainte-Hélène, one of the many other islands in the St. Lawrence River.
Manon and I have been out on the Île before — once in summertime when we drove around looking at the views, and once in a frosty February when we attended the Fête des neiges de Montréal.… [Read More]
I grew up in the foothills of steep mountains in a town named for a canyon, and now I’ve moved to a vast glacier-flattened plain and a city that’s named for a mountain.… [Read More]
Things aren’t always as simple as you’d hope. Switching internet providers at the new apartment went smoothly … until the courier wasn’t able to get in the outer security door to deliver the modem on Tuesday.… [Read More]
One of the things you notice when flying across the US is just how much geology is going on down there. From 35,000 feet (10,668 meters), looking down on the West is like looking at a large shepard’s pie that’s been heated and dried out and reheated.… [Read More]
