When autumn comes, the rather unremarkable sumac bush takes on very remarkable colours.
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The train doesn’t run these days.
But it once did regular trips bringing people and goods to the upper Ottawa Valley and the Town of Mattawa and beyond.
The station is derelict and decaying slowly. The ghosts of the past flow through the mind when walking the platform. The sounds of steam and diesel echo in the Valley.
Once upon a time it was a robust cared-for building filled with pride.
The changing of life in Canada cost it its life as a useful citizen.
Now the trains rumble right on by without blinking.
The ephemeral air of the sadness of allowing such a building and its memories to deteriorate to nothingness permeates the place.
The train station in Mattawa has become derelict and its occupants are quite comfortable with the accommodation.
The concrete structure supported the penstock delivering water to the Kipawa Generating Station in Temiscaming, QC.
The penstock is gone and its route has been used to create a unique park.
The Kipawa Power Station on the East bank of the Ottawa River in Temiscaming was supplied by a pipe of the diameter you see in the photograph. The pipe collected water at the Lumsden Dam on Gordon Creek above the town, ran through the centre of town and delivered the water to the turbines in the power house. The electricity was used to power the pulp mill and light the town.
The town has created a linear Park with historical information stops to tell the story of the development of Temiscaming.
This powerhouse supplied Temiscaming, Quebec with electrical power from around 1923.
The bush beside the Pipeline Park in Temiscaming.
The last of the leaves have hung on until the first light overnight snow dusts them as a reminder of the inevitability of the coming of Winter.
Since 1904 these eyes have observed the life of the city of North Bay from high atop the steeple of St. Andrew’s United Church.
The inevitable deterioration wrought by the elements has weakened the top portion of the structure and it will disappear within the week
These elegant shapes will be gone forever.
Only their memory will exist.
They served their purpose well.
The old CNR railway roadbed ran beside Sweetman’s Garden and was the reason that the garden came into existence. The right-of-way was much wider than required for the tracks and Murray Sweetman began to use the vacant land beside the tracks as a garden. Over the years the garden became quite extensive and was a place to marvel at and escape from the neighbourhood for a bit of “quiet time”. An oasis of calm.
The rails were removed years ago and despite unsuccessful attempts on the part of the City’s Mayor and Council to sell the land for development, it is still there today. Perhaps not as glorious as it once was, but still an oasis of calm nonetheless.