Parliament Hill through the falling snow, from Major’s Hill Park.
The Eternal Flame on Parliament Hill, Ottawa.
(I’m going to have limited internet access for a week or so, so updates may be sporadic until further notice.)
One of the things I love about Ottawa is all the faux-gothic buildings, of which the Canadian Parliament, on Parliament Hill, is one. It’s as if, after Queen Vic decided to make Ottawa the capital, the locals declared that ‘Well, it’s a nice enough place, but if we really want to be taken seriously as a country, we need some more serious architecture. Bring on the castles!”
Somewhat in contrast to the grand nature of the building itself, the green in front of the central parliament building were full of people relaxing, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. This gentleman was sitting on the step, watching his grandchildren play.
Rideau Canal, Ottawa. The mixed lighting reflecting off the snow and low-hanging clouds gave the city an eerie, almost post-apocalyptic feeling.
On my last visit to Ottawa, I arrived just in time to catch the first real snow-storm of the season. For someone who’d never seen snow before, this was an eye-opening experience. To take this shot of Major’s Hill Park, I was knee-deep in fresh snow, bent over, and desperately trying to keep the lens clean and the camera controls free of the still-falling snow. And despite the bone-chilling cold, this is definitely one of my favourite memories of Ottawa.