The “Groom” The “Dress” The crinoline stood up on it’s own. Lace up the back, pull tight, stand tall. The architecture of the item in question was lyrical. Layer upon layer. Momentos in between. Tartan garter, pink shoes. Beautiful light, Beautiful Bride. Bustle, hustle… your carriage awaits. . .
The thought of going somewhere warm this spring had briefly crossed our minds- but the weather here has been so beautiful we thought we must take advantage of it! As we arrived at our campsite on Mew Lake we were greeted by a duck at the waterfront having a blast splashing around. The little chipmunk...
Here is a small collection of underpass photos I captured enroute to Algonquin Park last week as we headed up north to find the elusive Canada moose.
