On Christmas Day In The Morning

The Lovely One and I were surprised this Christmas morning by our friends who live on Meech Lake, a few kilometers from our house in the Gatineau Hills. They invited to go for a Christmas morning skate on the frozen lake. This is so typically a Canadian winter thing and reminds us of our northern winter heritage.

Here, we leave our tracks across the surface of ice:

The rocks and trees fall to meet the shore of the lake:


There is open water where a creek meets the lake, not far from this picturesque house:

A child's playhouse graces the shore of the lake:

Wally and I sit on the shore near a chapel in the woods on Meech Lake:

When we first got on the lake, the Gatineau Hills were shrouded in a winter morning mist:

At this point of rock, the wind has swept the surface of the ice:

The Lovely One enjoys the weather and the skate on a perfect Christmas morning:

The tree-tops in the mist are like smoke on the hilltops:

Our group heads up Meech Lake towards the Prime Minister's cottage, which was still a long way away:

A stately home hugs the shore:

Downward shot of me skating backwards:

Our cheeks were rosy and red. The skate was a good work out and it was a perfect way to mark a Canadian Northern Christmas. Merry Christmas everybody!