This was an adventure. We aimed for Chesterville, then drove to Long Sault, then back through Crysler.
We arrived at the cemetery, and a blue heron floated over my head!
This I spotted in Chesterville. I haven't figured out what it is. Next time...
A lovely, sunny day. A man was cutting the grass. The stones haven't moved, this was good. JB always goes to check them.
The cemetery dates one stone that represents a child in 1819.
The fruit trees are in blossom.
There is a robin's nest in here somewhere.