The sky today is just as iffy as any chance of farflung travel these days. Local interest focuses on the harbour where the main bridge is still being rebuilt. A huge lakes freighter has been tied up since last year, showing how shipping has slumped during the pandemic.
In the garden, it's that in-between time when you can't tell if the winged wonders are coming or going. This juvenile Baltimore Oriole appeared. Monarchs are vivid and visible but no signs of eggs on the milkweed yet --- it's getting late for that. And that oriole is gorging on raspberries. Looks like a clown nose!
Car + Highway = Roadtrip #2 of the summer. This time northeast to the idyllic Ontario lakes country. Gravenhurst was the spot where privileged tourists of olde transferred from steam train to steam ship. Bracebridge was an early water-generated electricity dam, still powering the town. And like everywhere, you can get Chinese takeout...
Muskoka is thousands of lakes and classic Canadian Shield rocks. (Also halfway to the North Pole, so Santa's Village is here??...).Port Carling is one of many camera-cute summer centres. Stay 1 moose apart! Watercraft are in their natural habitat, navigating hundreds of kilometres of rapids, chutes, and locks. Gentle and serene, as if the cares of the outside world don't apply here.
Back home yesterday, we wolfed down the summer's (but maybe not totally healthy?) Big 3. Within 24 hours we had Chinese leftovers (remember Bracebridge above?), home-baked pizza, and towering bbq burgers. Now my tummy's self-isolating. Urp.
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