Seems like I take a portrait of these 2 trees every year on our annual pilgrimage to the Jersey shore.
After a day of obligatory Falls-related tourist sight seeing, we headed for “the real Niagara Falls,” the Lundy’s Lane neighborhood where local people shop and eat in family-friendly restaurants.
Properly speaking, the river is a strait, connecting Lake Erie, above the Falls with Lake Ontario, below them. This is considered the most dangerous, un-navigable class of rapids.
Niagara-on-the-Lake is also the home of the Shaw Festival and in the evening we saw an extremely good production of Howard Barker’s Victory. I was not previously familiar with Barker and read up on him a bit after the play. While, ultimately, I’m not sold on his reported approach to theatre or what I was able to take away from the play, it was certainly an interesting evening of serious drama, well acted, particularly, I thought, by Martha Burns as the widow Bradshaw. In the intermission we sat briefly in a small garden plaza behind the theatre, bordering a meadow, whence this picture.