I felt sorry for these girls and being a former dance dad, someone who looked out for all the kids in the dance school as you did for your own, I wanted the weather to be warmer.
But autumn being autumn, and after a couple of cancellations for the rain, we took this sunny day and headed out for our photo shoot, despite the fact that the temperature was about 5°C.
We explored all that the setting had to offer. William Lyon Mackenzie King, Canada's tenth prime minister, had commissioned various ruins from the Ottawa area be artistically placed around the surrounding lands of his residence, in Kingsmere, Québec. Today, countless tourists flock to the gardens and structures, shooting countless photos.
DW and I were married on these grounds, our ceremony taking place under the colossal arches that once welcomed customers at an Ottawa bank.
With the glowing yellow leaves on the other side of the doorway, it was impossible to ignore on this fall noon. Especially with the girls in their black tutus.
Sitting on the cold stone steps, however, couldn't have been pleasant. But these girls didn't show it. Not when the camera was snapping away, anyway.