Sun, Rain and Reflections

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I packed Mark’s rain jacket as an afterthought but I was hoping we were leaving rainy weather behind us, in Ontario. We had an unusually wet spring and summer and I was sick of getting soaked every single day. The day we left, it rained continuously from morning in Ottawa to late at night, when we flew from Montreal.

I had too much faith in French summer weather. Somehow, I had forgotten Nantes is close to Brittany, where the local joke is “oh oui, we had a nice, dry summer—I remember, it was on July 29.” It’s not cold but it’s not hot either. It’s not pouring rain but there are big grey clouds in the sky. It’s a bit windy, a bit stormy, a bit rainy.

Merde.

I’m trying to look on the bright side. Streets aren’t flooded like they were in Ottawa this spring—rainwater drains away quickly. When I feel a few raindrops, I can find shelter easily. There are many stores or covered walkways, it’s not like I’m in the middle of the Experimental Farm.

But above all, a stormy sky, rays of sun streaming through gaps in clouds and reflections in rain puddles are pretty inspiring.

Along the Erdre River on a stormy day

Along the Erdre River on a stormy day

Along the Erdre River on a stormy day

Rue de la Fosse after the rain

Quai de la Fosse after the rain

Quai de la Fosse after the rain

Pont Tabarly and a stormy sky

Running to shelter when it starts to rain

Rain puddles quai Marquis-d’Aiguillon

Windy along the Loire River

Rainy day in Nantes

Rainy day in Nantes

Rain puddles in Nantes

After the rain Place de la Petite Hollande

Stormy sky reflecting in the Erdre River

Stormy sky reflecting in the Erdre River

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4 Comments

  1. Martin Penwald on

    Comme disent les Bretons, « En Bretagne, il ne pleut que sur les cons.» Je ne suis pas sûr qu’il pleuve plus en Bretagne que dans le Nord, et c’est le déluge tous les jours. Et pis ça fait du frais, c’est mieux qu’au Texas.

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