Thanksgiving 2010

October  12,  2010

Yesterday, being a  lovely Thanksgiving Day, Steve and I headed out on our annual colour pilgrimage.

The colours  are quite muted this fall especially after the spectacular show last year.  So…where to go? Got to check sun wind direction and then see where the driver wants to go. Steve prefers inland to shoreline most times.

We decided on one of our favorite  jaunts, up along the Medway from the 103 to Greenfield and back along Garden Lots Road to Milton.

After a quick stop in town for gas (and milk for tea)  we headed off. Not a lot of traffic on the 103, although lots of crows feasting on roadside buffet. It is always a lovely drive up the river so we took our time and stopped occasionally so I could get a few photos of the highlights. We were lucky in that there was exceptionally little traffic on the River Road at all.

From twisted trunks, perfect leaves lying in the roadway and little mushrooms/toadstools, there are treats everywhere. I am always looking for something to use as an idea or reference when painting and plenty will be used from this drive.

So many beautiful views.

At Bangs Falls the colour was probably the best. With the sun glinting off the water as it works its way through the rocky bed it was a pleasure to stop and enjoy the views for a few minutes.

We headed into the Garden Lots road and up to Lake Rossignal. No time yet this year for the wonderful cranberries but soon Steve will try for a trip. So many pickers yet so far, plenty for everyone.

(For Thanksgiving Dinner we took  a bottle of flavoured wine from Lunenburg Winery, cranberry. If it cranberry something I must try it. It was pretty good once it breathed/ warmed a tad. Too cold the flavor seemed overwhelmed. It was a gorgeous colour!!)

As we drove down the river past a bridge being rebuilt and many culverts that have been replaced and past all the new logging roads it was a sad realization there is going to be less and less to enjoy as the woods are stripped away.

A special treat: just past where the Mersey Lodge used to be (still seems to be something there) we came to a brook, I can’t remember the name, and stopped. Always a photo op here!!

The brook burbles under the road and into a small stillwater then gurgles over some rocks and

disappears through the trees on its merry way.

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There is colour there if you look. I find it refreshes me, rekindling the urge to paint.

First I have to do a bit of house work!!

Watch for some of these scenes at

http://margmillard.ca/

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