One of the nicest people in the world has a cottage and a large tract of land on the south side of Ile d’Orleans, which itself resides in the middle of the Ste Lawrence River. Her name is Miriam and she invited Yvan and I to sketch with her and we jumped at the chance.
We started the day with tea on the deck, watching for boats going by. Miriam has decided to draw the large ships as they go by, not a small feat since the view of the river is little more than an opening in the tree canopy and these ships, big as they are in reality, are pretty small when seen from her cottage. But binoculars and a sketcher’s will surmounts these minor problems.
After tea we hiked up the hill to sketch a small barn sitting at the top of a hill. It’s a beautiful scene but I confess that I got overwhelmed by the sea of green which, we concluded, was a field of bok choy. Throw in a forest on the other side of the road and I didn’t know what to do with all that green. I didn’t really need to tell you that; it is evident in the sketch. Still, the weather was wonderful and the shade plentiful so I was a happy camper.
As we were walking back to the house we were blessed by a conga line of four young racoons as they made their way up a creek bed. That was quite fun. Eventually they entered a culvert under the road and we never saw them again.
Lunch required a return to the deck, more ship watching and a session of “let’s get our palettes out and start making blotches of color and mixing them together.” Everyone plays that game… don’t they? Well we did and had a ball for at least an hour.
When it was time to return to sketching, Yvan and Miriam wanted to draw the large rocks in the forest next to her cottage. We walked in to the forest and all I could see was green, green, and more green. This wasn’t reality but my PTSD from the morning’s greenery wouldn’t let me see anything else. So I started wandering until I found this lonely shovel leaning against the barn wall. It needed to be sketched.
We gathered for another cup of tea and discussed future plans. Miriam agreed that if we’d leave, she’d let us return ‘real soon’ so we did. I can’t wait to get back there.