So coming up next week the DH and I are celebrating our 14th wedding anniversary. You can say it was love at first sight, because it really was. We met New Years 1999, when it was turning into 2000. We didn’t start really dating until spring 2001 and we were engaged in August 2001.
October 2002 on Canadian Thanksgiving (because I love turkey) we were married.
My DH proposed to me at one of my most favourite places in the world. North Bay, Ontario. I know that doesn’t seem glamorous, but I spent many happy summers and falls in North Bay, Ontario. My father’s family is from the north and I love the north.
Now, 14 years later we’re going back to the north, not quite North Bay though. We’re going to Algonquin Park.
In all my travels to the north I’ve never actually been to Algonquin Park, which is sort of a travesty. My paternal grandfather (who was quite venerable when my father was born so I never knew him) worked in the park in 1917, building railroads and knew famous Group of Seven artist Tom Thomson and remembers distinctly when the artist was murdered, though this disputed I believe.
My father said his father always stated that Tom was murdered. My grandfather was friends with him.
Algonquin is also famous for the fall colours. I’ve always wanted to see them. So, this year my DH said “Let’s go!” And booked us in at a resort only for couples outside the east gate of the park.
I’m SO excited, but slightly nervous as this is Moose rutting season and they like to hang out on the roads.
I’m also nervous because I’m going to be totally unplugged and I’m right in the throes of a deadline for my fifteenth book. So right now I’m trying to get in as many words as I can so I can enjoy my three days away from everything (which is why I was late posting here today).
To all my Canadian friends HAPPY THANKSGIVING! And to everyone else, what’s your favourite part of Autumn?