Paris for the Day
I drove to Paris for the day. Here is a wonderful old (by colonial standards) building in the Business Section.
The garbage bins look clean. They are not a depressing grey. They do not have fancy space-age technological foot pedals that stretch or break off.
I was amused by the side-of-a-house that appears to be bolted onto the side of a building.
This sign caught my eye as I drove past. I registered ďCommunity CentreĒ and a cemetery; there wasnít time to read the fine details or spot the arrows.
Ahhhh! The Grand River. Ainít it Grand?
I had my pedantic doubts partway through reading the plaque.
I had thought that a watershed was a line along which rain fell to either side into different catchment areas.
So the Grand River can claim to have the Largest Catchment Area, or it can claim to have the Longest Watershed. But it canít claim to have the line of greatest area.
I was traveling with a friend who noticed the strange wprk on the piers. The upstream parts arebuilt, or at least, faced, with cemented stone. The downstream parts get concrete.