Mark took his first interprovincial trip when Feng and I decided to check out the fall colours in Gatineau Park, in Quebec. We drove around for half an hour—I’m always impressed by how huge the “park” is!—and made it to Pink Lake, a popular scenic lookout around the eponymous lake (which is not pink).
The fall rhapsody is gorgeous this year. The leaves actually stayed on the trees longer than usual and turned into lovely yellow-rust tones.
As for Mark, he slept through, snuggled against me and oblivious to the beauty around him. Ungrateful brat or blasé traveller…?
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