One of my favorite words to learn in any language is butterfly - or papillon, flutur, smetterling, farfalla, mariposa.....the onomatopoeic list goes on. The names are as pretty as the butterflies are, so I was intrigued when I heard that one of the greenhouses at the Botanical Gardens in Montreal becomes home for thousands of butterflies during the early spring.
Read the rest of: "The Butterflies Are Back!"»
Judging from the 6 or 7 buses of Japanese tourists
armed with tripods and zoom lenses that could launch
canonballs I saw unloading beside Lac des Sables, the
Laurentien mountains (a.k.a. les Laurentides) of
Quebec possess fall foliage that draws a very
international crowd.
Read the rest of: "The Little Train of the North"»
There are two important things I learned from my recent whale-watching trip. One: whales come in all sizes, mostly smaller than you think. And two: whales are not dolphins!
Read the rest of: "Whale Watching In Quebec"»
Part of the Eastern Townships, Magog is a small
village on the shores of Lake Memphremagog. It's a half
hour from the Vermont border, and about an hour (and a
century or so) away from Montreal.
Read the rest of: "Magog, Eastern Townships of Quebec"»
Knowing that I am now based in Montreal, you,
of course, expect me to send in aesthetically pleasing images
of the Notre-Dame Basilica, the statue of Admiral Nelson or, should
worse come to worse, the Palais des Congrès.
And I am just going to be different and difficult, once again...
Read the rest of: "Postcard From Montreal: La Cité"»
