Oh alright: I changed "thou's" to "I's" in the first line.When I hast done, I hast not done,
For I have more.
Anyolehow, I have a few more weekend photos to post, and then I truly shall by Donne ... er ... done.
The gals were poring over the map to try to discover the whereabouts of the Rideau Chapel, which housed the Motet: a forty-voice choir, each member singing Renaissance music into his own mic and each having a separate speaker in the presentation. This was the main reason for their visit, just to visit this display.
The chapel is a fantastic reconstruction of a real chapel that was dismantled and moved inside the National Gallery. We hoped to take photos, but such was verboten. However, thanks to Google, I was able to find a photo of the chapel with the Motet set up.
Alrighty, back to my own pictures. Following are two b&w's from the hallowed halls of the National Gallery, or at least the skylight in the case of the first one.
More colour from almost the same spot as the previous b&w.
Brian getting a shot.
The Aulde Dubliner, where we likely would have eaten had we not opted for the Highlander, which is in the left background of this photo. We couldn't go wrong with either choice, but we had eaten here before, so we opted to try something new.
Now ... I really do think that is all.