After my fifth consecutive rainy weekend in Montreal, my first glimpse of home is this.



Floods. Roads closed. The pump's running in the basement. The internet, and it's usually right about these things, doesn't forsee the rain stopping any time within the next ten days. After those ten days? Only god knows. There may not be an eleventh day. This could be it. Rain until all the damned pot holes are finally filled and we can't breathe anymore because, well, we're under water.
In the mean time here are some outtakes from the big city. It was raining hard most of the time so I only took the camera with me once.

Oh, and welcome to my blog.