On the Quebec Side

/ Flowerpoet

We drove through blinding rain and bright sunshine along the Quebec countryside and farmed shores of Lake Temiskaming recently. It has always been one of my favourite local drives and often stirs memories of drives through France.

A quick snapshot before we couldn’t see anything but road…
The sky began to clear…
By the shore of Lake Temiskaming, I considered the courage of travel on its waters by the Indigenous People, the Voyageurs, the Explorers, the Pioneers.
At Fort Temiskamingue, where the Hudson Bay Company traded for beaver pelts, artists have created realistic scenes to portray what once was.
This is another glimpse into the history and activities at the Fort.
These are a reminder of the fur trade. I’m sure it was quite a rough ride when strong winds stirred up the water.
When our children were young, my husband and I brought them to see The Enchanted Forest at the Fort. The Cedars then were much more curved by the Artist ‘Wind’.
There’s a strange feeling when you pass among these trees and old graves scattered about, a feeling that was heightened years ago when the Cedars were more dynamically drawn by Nature.
If trees could talk and tell us their stories…
These Cedars do feel ‘enchanted’ still…
I took more photos of our travel on the other side of the lake from our home but this is long, so I’ll make another post.

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