When we first moved into our house one of the things we encountered early
one morning was a ‘whoosh’ sound. After digging a garden, reassembling our shed,
your usual unpacking and whatnot, we were looking forward to sleeping in. This
particular morning it wasn’t going to happen and when I looked out the window I
saw why; lots and lots of balloons in the sky. Labour Day weekend is the Gatineau Hot Air Balloon Festival and every year, for a short period one morning, they
fly over our house. To see one or two is everyday, but to see dozens and dozens
flying overhead is cool; not to mention hearing the whooshing of the flame even
though they seem so far up. This past Saturday was no different and when I heard
the first ‘whoosh’ up I got and picked up my camera. So if you were driving
through Westboro/Hintonburg and saw some crazy lady on her front lawn taking
pictures of the sky while still in her jammies, that was me. That’s the best
view I get with trees surrounding us.
This will be the closest I get to a ‘Wordless Wednesday’ post so enjoy.
Oh and I finally found a downside to living in the city – hydro lines. They
made an appearance in almost every shot.
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