Broken fountain © Carolyne Weldon

This is a crazy plan I was saving for when I’d be done school: ride all of Montreal’s suburban trains to their daunting, suburban extremities, get off, walk around, and catch the next train home. You know, veni, vidi, vici, type deal, but with McMasterville subbing for fabled Zile. (I’m fully aware that this doesn’t spell “fun” for many, but you should see the slew of equally crooked plans I cooked up during those long Journalism Law and Ethics classes… it’s gonna be a great summer.)

Anyways, all that to say that I went to Sainte-Anne de Bellevue today. And took a picture of this derelict fountain next to the church, whose color, you will agree, can only be described as Virgin-Mary Blue.

Next up, Roxboro. (Oh baby.)