Does this sound like an unusual play on words? It does to me. It’s quite simple really, now that the garden has been put to bed, Larry and I hit the road to shake off COVID cabin fever before the BIG holiday rolls in.
We drove to Montreal for Thanksgiving, taking a leisurely drive to stay overnight at a hotel in Lake Saranac. Driving the following morning was a breeze, even though we got a taste of “lake effect” snow. Oh, oh. Winter IS here, and once again, we headed north.
The gorgeous red shoes shown above are not mine but rather ones made by either the Oceti Sakowin or Cheyenne people of Canada. Materials included deerhide, rawhide and porcupine quills.Look pretty comfy to me.
The Indigenous Exhibit is impressive and alone, well worth the trip to the McCord Museum in Montreal.The history of indigenous cultures is beautiful as well as sobering. You can read about it here.
We ate our way through Montreal and even had jazz with dinner one night. Definitely not Canada native Dianna Krall, but maybe next year?