With coronavirus currently wrecking havoc in terms of places that are open, I have to take a break in new posts, as it's become more difficult to get posts together. Hopefully it doesn't last too long, and I can share the rest of the Museum with you in a few days, but we'll see.
And so to take this pause I have an odds and ends post, with photos taken in February. I was out in the Westboro neighbourhood one day and noticed this house, presently used for office space. The historical plaque on it shows it has a long history. I also liked the door knocker.
Across the street is the Canadian Bank Note Company, a security printing company.
One evening I was passing through the Glebe neighbourhood and noticed a film shoot going on in Central Park. I assumed, from the Christmas decorations, that it was one of those inane, pointless, fingernails on a blackboard Hallmark Christmas movies that we see filming up here from time to time. It was not, in fact. Mel Gibson has been in Ottawa and the surrounding area filming a movie in which he's playing Saint Nick.
On another day I took these shots of St. Theresa Catholic Church, near City Hall.
I was passing through the National Arts Centre on another evening, and took this shot of one of the interior spaces.
Outside, a statue of the great Canadian jazz pianist Oscar Peterson is an ideal spot for photo ops. The sculpture, by Ruth Abernethy, is quite vivid and lifelike, as if Oscar's just finished playing and is taking in the applause of the audience. Speakers mounted on the wall above play his music. The scarf? Left for those who need it.
Another evening I photographed this view from the Mackenzie King Bridge, looking out over the last stretch of the Rideau Canal at the twilight. Parliament Hill and the Chateau Laurier are in the background.
These last shots are from the same February day. I took this shot of Parliament Hill looking west, continuing on my way to another destination.
I stopped at an overlook where the Alexandra Bridge starts to cross the Ottawa River. Here I photographed towards Gatineau and the Museum of History.
Then I turned my attention back to the west and the open water upstream, where the current is too strong for the river to freeze over. While I am pausing the blog here, I'm doing what I can to keep up with yours.
