On a crisp June morning like this, it is much easier to understand the romantic allure that Georgian Bay must have had on The Group of Seven painters. The light is clean, true and cool. You can almost see a hint of rich aubergine in the Blue Mountains standing majestically in the distance and aqua in the shallow shoreline. It is peaceful and therapeutic to visit Thornbury at sunrise. The glistening water shocks your creative juices (the hot Timmy's didn't hurt either) and fills your lungs with hope for another productive day. I think that F.H. Varley would have loved today. The wind was strong, the air was fresh and the beach was lonely; waiting for him to come back and paint.
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