This week Pegman takes us to Poisson-Blanc, Quebec, Canada.
Feel free to stroll around the area using the Google street view and grab any picture you choose to include in your post.
Author’s Note: Having experienced the outside of these beautiful terraced igloos in A Frozen Soul, I was compelled to go inside. This is what I found.
A WELCOMING SOUL
Kelvin M. Knight
She welcomed them whether they scowled or simpered, whether they groaned or moaned. She welcomed them whether their boots were muddy or icy. She welcomed them no matter how tired she felt.
Smiling good-naturedly, she took their coats, shook the snow from them, made compliments on their choice of headwear.
When they said nothing, when looks of suspicion darkened their eyes, she weaved amongst them, sparking conversations about the recent snowstorm, the frailty of the arts. Once these tidbits were gone, she gulped, and, arms trembling, proffered the sermon schedule she’d worked on for months.
‘Journeying from the first to the second stage of life?’ A senior churchwarden sneered.
Scoffs raged into discontent. Sighing, she turned to her dying fire, formed a cross from twigs and a log. When the flames danced, she nodded and said, ‘Before beginning, let’s say Saint Paul’s grace.’
Her house was empty.
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