While wandering the many charming streets of Quebec city I stumbled upon Rue D’Auteuil, a picturesque street hidden within the walls of Old Quebec.
Flanked on either side stood colossal stone gates, marking the entrance to a city that once was. Between these magnificent memorial walls filled with stories of their own, was a quaint little park nestled in the corner. A place where one could sit and enjoy a blissful afternoon under the warm summer sun.
