Today would have been my father's 83rd birthday. He was born in Trois-Rivières, Quebec.
I thought he would like it if I did one of the sugar shacks found throughout Ontario and Quebec.
Once he entered his teens he worked in the logging camps in Quebec for a number of years as a topper and using horses to skid out logs.
He often said one of his fondest memories was of getting a piece of snow candy. It was made from the boiling maple sap being thrown into a snow bank where it cooled rapidly to an edible temperature.
I will post this painting at a later date once it is completed.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
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