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Thanksgiving Lennoxville Quebec 2016

The young man was unable to return home for Thanksgiving this year, so we made the trip to Lennoxville, Quebec. Here is just a sample of some of the photographs my husband captured each morning while walking our dogs – Bear and Cocoa.

autumn red trees

Autumn red trees around the block from where the young man lives.

Morning sunrise

Morning sunrise – unfiltered

Sunrise over the river

Sunrise over the river

Sunrise

Sunrise Lennoxville

Sunrise

Grey skies, autumn trees

Grey skies, autumn trees

Cocoa going for a morning swim in the river

Cocoa going for a morning swim in the river

Bear spots a deer in the distance

Bear spots a deer in the distance

Our hike to Buttermilk Falls, Hamilton, Ontario

A couple of weekends ago, hubby and I decided to ignore our household chores so we could go on an Autumn hike. Where we live in Hamilton, Ontario we are blessed with numerous trails and for being known as the Waterfall Capital of the world.

Now I had only seen Buttermilk Falls from the top at Oak-Knoll Park, so it was decided we would walk down the Red Hill Trail through Upper King’s Forest Park, then hike through the forest and stream to reach the falls (there is no trail to follow). At times the walk was quite treacherous, as you are climbing over fallen trees, up hills, down hills, and over plenty of rocks. Overall though the hike was a lot of fun, and once we reached Buttermilk we were able to stand under the falls.

Here are just a few of the pictures we took:

Autumn Leaves

Upper Kings Forest Park

Cocoa tried to go north, when we had to go west.

Cocoa tried to go north, when we had to go west.

Bear running upstream

Bear running upstream.

Another view of the stream

There was very little water coming from the falls.

Image of the rocky landscape.

The rocky landscape, the entire hike was pretty much like this picture.

Fungi

I love taking pictures of fungi.

We had to take a couple selfie to send to the kids.

We had to take a couple selfie to send to the kids.

Is Matt contemplating, or playing on his phone while he waits for me to catch up.

Is Matt contemplating, or playing on his phone while he waits for me to catch up.

Cocoa walking towards Buttermilk Falls.

Cocoa walking towards Buttermilk Falls. At the top is Oak-Knoll Park.

Standing behind the falls

I am standing behind the falls as I took this picture of Matt.

Matt and the dogs underneath the falls

Matt and the dogs underneath the falls

Looking up from behind the falls

Looking up from behind the falls

The annual Christmas tree hunt – you’ve been voted off the island

For the past nine years or so we have been going to our local Christmas tree farm in order to chop down a tree to grace our living room (we are not in agreement for the actual number of times we have cut a tree down). Over the years we have had trees of various heights and widths, but this year we seemed to have outdone ourselves with the height of the tree. The blue tag on the tree told us it was over 8 feet tall. The other members of the family were not thrilled that I wanted such a large tree, well actually just my husband and son, since they were the ones left with the responsibility of cutting the tree down, carrying it to be tied up, and then paid for. I wanted such a tall tree, so hubby could cut off approximately two feet, in order for me to be creative and make a couple of wreaths for our front and side doors.

Well walking towards the area where we would eventually find a tree, there are a number of places you can take silly pictures (silly only because we are all adults).

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After the snapshot of us being snowman, middle child sent the picture to her sister, with the caption “you have been voted off the island”.  The eldest was the brunt of many jokes during our Christmas tree hunting, and was blamed for our past difficulties with picking a tree, especially since we agreed in record time this year.

There were not a lot of trees left on the farm, making it necessary for us to walk quite a long way. The main rule for choosing a tree is we all must be in agreement. Trying to have five individuals agree on the right tree is not an easy task, though this year, there were only the four of us, since the eldest moved out (she had taken her boyfriend to the same Christmas tree farm a week earlier).

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After choosing our tree, and placing it in the van (yes it did fit, though the stump was beside me in the front seat), we headed over to their Christmas store so we could each buy ourselves a gift. Hubby chose a bird for his Christmas bird collection, the young man a fire truck ornament, I, a snowman, and middle child picked a lovely plate I had been admiring. When we arrived home, she gave me the Christmas plate.

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Hubby’s new addition is the bird hanging from the Blue Jay. The Cardinal which he purchased last year, chirps when you walk by, driving all of us crazy, except of course my husband. Surprisingly the chirping doesn’t even faze the dogs.

Last is a picture of the Christmas wreath, which is a work in progress (please excuse the mess in the basement). It too may be a tad large!

 

Attempting to make a Christmas wreath.

Attempting to make a Christmas wreath.

The finished Christmas wreath.

The finished Christmas wreath on our side gate.