Autumn is spectacular in the Eastern Townships of Quebec. Unfortunately I’ve had little time to enjoy it this year, because earlier this month we sold our condominium in Montreal where we’ve lived for the last 22 years. Cleaning and sorting and disposing of the contents has taken a lot of time and effort. In fact, it’s been a real slog but thankfully I’ve had lots of help from family members. (Thank you, each and all!)
Understandably, blogging has taken a back seat to household work. But this past weekend, I took a break to enjoy some of the best that autumn offers. Here are a few scenes from Glen Villa, where, as of next week, I’ll be spending all my time. (Hooray!) (And yes, if you do the math, you’ll see that the gap between sale and occupancy was less than three weeks. Whew!)
First is this scene along our driveway.
Nearby is this group of trees, resplendent in their brilliance.
There’s a froth of colour at the Aqueduct.
Beside it, this work horse spirea offers an unexpected touch of colour.
By the front door, our native witch hazel, with its twisted trunk, has an Asian look.
At its feet are bergenia.
Change in the garden occured gradually. A few weeks ago, the trees had only begun to turn.
Some things, though, never change — a turkey is always a turkey.
A late Happy Thanksgiving to Canadian readers, and an early one to Americans. And to those who celebrate neither, Happy Fall.