It is only in the act of nursing that a woman realizes her motherhood in visible and tangible fashion; it is a joy of every moment.
~ Honore de Balzac (May 20, 1799 – August 18, 1850)
This quote reminded me of my recent visit to the National Gallery of Canada and the amazing sculpture of a mother nursing her child. The detail was complete down to the shoe laces.
Local residents can borrow a pass for the National Gallery of Canada from their Local Library for the week. We took advantage of this and headed out to this National Collection of Treasures.
Parking beside the Rideau Canal we saw the flooding that still continues as water still covers many of the paths along the river.
Inside the National Gallery of Canada we took our time examining paintings and sculptures. The Inuit Art was amazing.
The entire Rideau Chapel was moved inside the Gallery. It is unfortunate that the sound system was loaned out so we couldn’t hear the wonderful acoustics.
Since parking was for the entire day, we walked through the tulips at Parliament Hill, ate Pho in a Vietnamese Restaurant near ByWard Market and toured the neighbourhood.
The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick.
~ L. Frank Baum (May 15, 1856 – May 6, 1919)
Remembering the author of the Wizard of OZ.
Although the road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick,
the paths that I follow are covered with wood, mud and leaves.
I seek quiet places to replenish my soul in the depth of the forests
before I return to the joy of my family and the cities.
Celebrating 75 years of the liberation of the Netherlands 300,000 tulips are planted with the hope of blooming for the Canadian Tulip Festival May 10th -May 20th. Cool damp weather has slowed the opening of many of the tulips, but without large crowds this morning we enjoyed a wonderful personalized tour for only $5 each. Due to the weather outside music was cancelled. But the restaurants in the Dow Lake Pavilion were open so we enjoyed coffee and watched cormorants vanishing below the surface to catch fish.
Reality only reveals itself when it is illuminated by a ray of poetry.
~ Georges Braque (May 13, 1882 – August 31, 1963)
A gentle word, a kind look, a good natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.
~ William Hazlitt (May 10, 1778 – September 18, 1830)
I’m youth, I’m joy, I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
~ James M. Barrie (May 9, 1860 – June 19, 1937)
I wish thee as much pleasure in the reading, as I had in the writing.
~ Francis Quarles (May 8, 1592 – September 8, 1644)
What a wonderful greeting for a walk along the edge of Millpond. A single gosling under the watchful eye of his mother swam up to meet Rickie and I. Totally unafraid of the little wire-haired terrier who sat quietly at my side, while I pointed my camera and lens at the young subject.
I only saw the one gosling on our walk around Millpond and wondered if the others had succumbed to the flooding, were meals for predators or if somehow the eggs had been tampered with to prevent over population.
The best remedy for a short temper is a long walk.
~ Joseph Joubert (May 7, 1754 – May 4, 1824)
One of my favourite places to walk, a shaded path nestled between mature tall pines and Pincombe Millpond. The day I took this picture I had decided escape housework and go for a walk on a beautiful sunny, warm day in early May. I had started out after washing the kitchen floor 3 times. Once because it hadn’t been washed for a month; twice because my adult son came home to work and walked over the wet floors with muddy shoes; and the third time because my husband came walking across the still wet floors. Rickie, (my wire haired terrier) and I walked over 7 kilometers, and were late for lunch. We spent the afternoon reading on the back porch warmed by the springtime sun and listening to the birds singing.
If we treated everyone we meet with the same affection we bestow upon our favorite cat, they, too, would purr.
~ Martin Delany (May 6, 1812 – January 24, 1885)