Ross and Christy's 10 of Cups
Ross & Christy’s Ten of Cups is not a card pulled from ink and paper — it is a covenant written across the sky. It is dawn over Montreal , the river breathing silver beneath a widening blush of light. Their helicopter rests on the green sweep of Senneville like a dragonfly at peace — not a symbol of excess, but of reach. Of mobility. Of stewardship over horizons once prayed for in the dark. The house in Senneville stands with quiet confidence — stone and glass facing the water, windows catching heaven. It is a home that has heard both weeping and worship. Laughter spills from its kitchen. Candles burn in the evenings not for mood, but for gratitude. 6950 Fielding still holds memory in its walls — the proving ground, the crucible address. 6950 Fielding was where endurance became vision. And 394 Frontenac — that address carries the scent of becoming, of foundations poured with faith when the future was only a whisper. In this Ten of Cups, nothing is erased. Everything is redeeme...