I love my Lazy Dog.
He just lies around, contributes nothing material, and expects love.
Found this little guy walking along the path. I froze. He froze. Then he watched me veeerrry carefully as I snapped a picture. Afterwards, we said our goodbyes and went ahead with our day…though I much faster than he.
The Hog’s Back Falls, or The Prince of Wales Falls as it’s sometimes called, is right in the city but it doesn’t feel that way.
The next day was filled with a long and lovely walk along the Rideau, all the way past the locks and right to the edge.
Family road trip to Ottawa means lots of stops, vomiting on the side of the road, and peeing.
When a big, big bug finds its way onto your patio doors, you grab your macro lens ASAP.
On my last walk from the Lake to my Babcia’s I gathered some wildflowers. Nothing that can’t be found in Canada, in fact they are all there already. But these were gathered from Koczala.
Morning gave us some cool relief, and we came to the stairs that let you go down into the gorge.
This was our anniversary trip. So of course, one of the evenings we got a little gussied up and headed into town for some shopping, a lovely dinner, and an evening walk.
Morning gorge hike. This meant that as always we didn’t take the official trail, but headed in, saw some great sites, some people tubing the rapids, and then had to climb out and hop a fence to get back on the trail.
