The lake I live on has many moods.
Lazy but dramatic Summer days are my favourite.

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Hostas are the most rhythmic of plants.
Colour or Monochrome.
Doesn’t seem to matter.
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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.
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This powerhouse supplied Temiscaming, Quebec with electrical power from around 1923.
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There is a place near North Bay where Duchesnay Creek finds its way down the escarpment in a series of jumps.
This is one drop and landing for the water.
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