... or drama in the suburbs.
Looking north across the Ottawa River towards the Gatineau hills. Looks like they're getting the rain that we so desperately need.
Nowadays, we're hard pressed to live without any of this.
I don't know if these lights are burnt out or not (it's been ages since they were turned on due to Covid lockdown) but I know I'm burnt out after a long day and can't even produce a pithy title for the shot of the day. Time for a drink.
Every year, it's the same thing. The Canada geese make a racket flying overhead on their way home from a winter sojourn down south. And every year, like Pavlov's dog, I stick my lens up in the sky if I happen to be out and about when I hear their siren song. https://www.flickr.com/photos/emrold/51165118790/in/datetaken/
When the sun goes down in the suburbs. Full screen slideshow.