Rain I did not schedule
Since my hotel was a ‘brisk 5 minute walk” from the converence. I tended to be up fairly early.
The weather on my arrival was chilly but sunny.
This day and the next two would be dreadfully windy, rainy, and miserable.
I took photos of the mist over the tops of the buldings.
Across the street was a large silvery sculpture with lots of twining leaves. It was hard to get a good photo without standing in the middle of the street—although the Canadians tended to be quite polite in their driving–not many honking horns—I didn’t think they would appreciate a hapless tourist standing in the middle of the one lane open to traffic—road construction in spring and summer months seems to be prevalent everywhre there are seasons.
Lunch was substantial.
And with two huge trays of butter tarts.
Sylvia Weir Art 