My sister, a good friend, my oldest daughter and I decided to drive downtown and see the works of Clarence Gagnon on Saturday.
The canal looked so grey and forlorn as we passed by. I missed the colorful skaters, usually out there at this time of year.
The National Gallery of Canada is such a great place to visit. It's nice to get lost in the artwork that surrounds you , room after room. I love to hear my footsteps echo on the hardwood floors.