Lilacs in late June ~ brightly colored houses and pointed steel roofs ~ heavily-forested mountains, the northernmost of the Appalachians ~ water everywhere: rivers, lakes, one of the world's greatest estuaries, straits, and the Golfe de St. Laurent ~ lobster and cod ~ and BIRDS, BIRDS, BIRDS, enough to remind you of Alfred Hitchcock.
A quarter of a million of them live on the small Isle de Bonaventure in the Gulf of St. Lawrence, a couple of miles of Perce. That is at the very northeastern tip of the Gaspesie Peninsula, which forms the southern (right) bank of the Fleuve St. Laurent, Quebec's only fleuve. (As I learned in France, this is avery exalted designation, rather like three-star rstaurants. France has only four of them. All the rests are rivieres. A fleuve is a mighty stream that flows into the sea under its own name. All tribiutaries (and smaller rivers even if they DO get to the sea intact) are called rivier. Perce is south of the estuary, where the peninsula turns toward New Brunswick and Prince Edward Island.
The bird island is really amazing. Many species of birs camp out there in the sumer (which is barely beginning here).
