Museum of big things

This was the kind of day when it was hard to take a picture that didn’t look like it belonged on a calendar, such as this perfect autumn tree.

 

But enough about nature! I’m tired of nature. Today I visited Ottawa’s little-known Museum of big things, also known as No.4 Generating Station. 

Look at those big things! What could they be? The generating station does not explain.

Big thing 1

Big thing 2

Big thing 3

Then I rode home through Westboro. I continued to have many questions, such as “What is this?” The writing doesn’t appear to be using the alphabet as I know it, and those stars are scary. Is an attack imminent? I can’t even understand it well enough to Google it. (I just noticed that they are stars of david. Is this message written in Hebrew?)

One-stop shopping?

Nice van!

TV shrine. Did it meet an untimely end? Maybe Elvis shot it.

Conch meat (very clean), beef feet. Yum!

And what is this? They’re going to need more than that big leaf to keep away such a hard rain. Or is that a cliff they might fall off? And look at those ducks sneaking up on them! Yikes!

Anyway, it was a beautiful and puzzling day in October.