For Thanksgiving this past weekend, we headed to Richard's family in the Muskokas.
On our way, we had a picnic at our usual spot on Golden Lake on the edge of Algonquin Park.
The temperature was 26C with a humidex of 28C, very unusual weather for Thanksgiving weekend. It's the first time I've seen swimmers this time of year.
We spent much of the weekend at the dock, watching a pair of loons on the lake...
...and soaking up the hot sun with a beer or two.
Richard's sister and brother-in-law took the canoe out for a paddle.
Sadly, the cottage had to be closed down for the season and the dock moved to its winter position.
We said goodbye for another year and on the way home, stopped for another picnic at our favourite spot, this time a table right beside the water.
And what could be more Canadian than a butter tart? Hope all my Canadian readers had a wonderful Thankgsiving.