Whither August

August is one of those funny months.

It’s still most definitely summer, but the relentless heat and humidity of July starts to lose its edge. The A/C can take a rest, and sleeping with the windows open is a more-often-than-not proposition.

It’s still most definitely summer, but the laziness and the laissez-faire of those heady July days is now well in the past. A “new year” looms: back-to-school, back-to-work, back-to-reality.

Time to get serious. Time to eat as many meals outside before Mother Nature makes dining al fresco decidedly unpleasant.

I didn’t shoot much in August… got too busy with work, the Big C kept me closer to home than I liked and sapped some (most? all?) of my mojo. But I did shoot some. To paraphrase the great Jonas Rask, this is random at best.

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Tempus Fugit

My oh my how time flies. September and October were a blur—in my mind Labour Day was just last weekend—and by all indications, November and December will zip by just as quickly.

From my perspective, September and October are arguably the absolute BEST months of the year in these parts (Ottawa, nicely sandwiched between Toronto and Montréal) and it’s a shame they’re gone. Because November and December just SUCK. Badly.


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Care to guess when each of these two shots—same place, different PoV—were taken?

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There’s a reason why it’s not called Yesvember.

I was lucky enough to get out and shoot lots of pictures during September and October; we were blessed with a particularly spectacular start to the autumn and it’s definitely been hard not to shoot. On the flip side, it’s been (for me, at least) a particularly busy time, and I’ve neglected processing and sharing some of what I was able to capture.

So, for the next few days and weeks, I’m going to be digging into my backlog (none of it is old enough to call an archive) and creating a few posts that highligh just how visually awesome this autumn has been.

In the meantime, here’s a random sampling of what things looked like around home, in Ottawa and in Montréal in October.

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À bientôt!

eighteen shades of gay

The stretch of rue Ste-Catherine between rue St-Hubert and av. Papineau has long been considered the heart of Montréal’s Gay Village.

Every summer, cars are banned and it is converted to a pedestrian mall, covered with millions of coloured balls arranged in a rainbow over the 1km stretch. Read more about the installation, 18 nuances de gai, here.

Turns out that on a sunny day, this is a most awesome place to have lunch (and a beer) on a patio and people-watch!

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The Village

This winter has been brutal.

The snow arrived early (Nov 12) and hasn’t relented.

Wild temperature swings, ice storms, freeze & thaw & freeze & thaw & freeze again.

On a sunny, reasonably warm (i.e. warmer than -12°C) day one of the best things I can think of doing (other than skiing, of course) is to go for a walk with my camera and revel in the light cast by the still-low winter sun.

On this particular day, I was walking through the Pointe-Claire Village, one of the last places in suburban Montreal that has resisted demolition, gentrification and the onslaught of McMansions. For now, anyhow.

The Village is tiny (less than 1km long end-to-end) and is nestled right by the waters of Lac St-Louis in the mighty St-Lawrence River. Lots of old houses, old businesses and plenty of fixer-uppers make for lots take in.

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Le pont Jacques-Cartier

Not the oldest (that would be the Victoria Bridge) and not the busiest (that would be the Champlain Bridge) arguably the most iconic bridge to connect the island of Montreal to its South Shore is the Jacques Cartier Bridge.

Spanning almost 3.5km from end-to-end, and towering over 100m above the St-Lawrence Seaway (with 50m clearance), this 89-year-old structure looms over Montreal. Almost nobody alive today remembers Montreal without it.

Built to last, it was actually finished ahead of time and under budget!


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Unlike most other major transportation infrastructure in Montreal, the Jacques-Cartier is a testament to the power of regular maintenance and upkeep.

It’s also the only major bridge crossing to the South Shore that not only accommodates cars, but also pedestrians, with sidewalks on both sides of the bridge. In 2001, the sidewalk on the western side of the bridge was converted to a multi-use pathway, for both cyclists and pedestrians.


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A fresh coat of paint and some good light will keep the ol’ JC looking great for years to come.


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There are some parts that still need some paint and TLC. These are located near the centre on Île Ste-Hélène. Let’s just say they add character.


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It wasn't  always  the Jacques-Cartier... it spent the first 4 years of its existence as the "Montreal Harbour Bridge."It wasn't  always  the Jacques-Cartier... it spent the first 4 years of its existence as the "Montreal Harbour Bridge."

It wasn’t always the Jacques-Cartier… it spent the first 4 years of its existence as the “Montreal Harbour Bridge.”

Buckminster’s folly

The Montreal Biosphere is a geodesic dome designed by the American architect Buckminster Fuller to serve as the American pavilion for the 1967 International and Universal Exposition better known to most as Expo 67.

Seventy-six metres in diameter, it’s an imposing structure visible from miles around, and is one of those quintessentially iconic Montreal landmarks.

The dome was originally enclosed with clear acrylic cladding and was conceived as a giant greenhouse of sorts. A fire in 1976 burned away the transparent bubble, leaving the complex truss structure behind. It remained unused until 1990, when it was purchased by Environment Canada to be converted into an interactive museum focused on environmental issues.

All images were shot with a Fujifilm X-T2 in Acros (JPG) with the Fujinon XF35MM F1.4 lens.