Spent the week in Toronto expecting the asphalt job to happen. Nope, another no-show and frustration. Instead, enjoyed the 'hood as always. Great weather still for beach volleyball. But also hundreds of kids involved in the "Climate Strike". (Sorry, kids, in my very thought-through opinion the damage is irreversible and your lives will be hell-on-earth...)
Fewer beach daytrippers now so more normal events happening. Kites fly on the wind. More video productions --- this one was all for a Spotify commercial! The iconic mural has been replaced with a scene voted by peoples' choice. And The Piano Man tinkles away amid runners, strollers, and storm clouds.
Two major daytrips in the city. One to familiar but endangered Ontario Place which now recognizes indigenous history. The other a first-time visit to the Evergreen Brick Works. A former massive clay pit that produced bricks to rebuild Toronto after the fire of 1908. Now a heritage site used for teaching, entertainment, and just hanging out in a quiet natural urban oasis. Quite a discovery for us.
It's a breezy time of year. At Cherry Beach the kite surfers were in wind heaven. Next to them the board-based wind surfers raced to nowhere in particular. How wet do you like your wind??
Back at home, the wind has knocked down all the pears, apples, and red haw berries. Memories of eating haws as a kid and getting major stomach aches!
But the most awesome, wonderful, meaningful thing happened sitting out on the deck. Monarch butterflies have been migrating by for weeks now. This time, one fluttered by Pat in a sort of tribute fly-past. Then it landed on my head and lingered there for selfies, like a celebrity on a red carpet --- which it is to us. A magical moment on the wind. Maybe we'll get some wind beneath our wings and return the favour in February?
Fewer beach daytrippers now so more normal events happening. Kites fly on the wind. More video productions --- this one was all for a Spotify commercial! The iconic mural has been replaced with a scene voted by peoples' choice. And The Piano Man tinkles away amid runners, strollers, and storm clouds.
Two major daytrips in the city. One to familiar but endangered Ontario Place which now recognizes indigenous history. The other a first-time visit to the Evergreen Brick Works. A former massive clay pit that produced bricks to rebuild Toronto after the fire of 1908. Now a heritage site used for teaching, entertainment, and just hanging out in a quiet natural urban oasis. Quite a discovery for us.
It's a breezy time of year. At Cherry Beach the kite surfers were in wind heaven. Next to them the board-based wind surfers raced to nowhere in particular. How wet do you like your wind??
Back at home, the wind has knocked down all the pears, apples, and red haw berries. Memories of eating haws as a kid and getting major stomach aches!
But the most awesome, wonderful, meaningful thing happened sitting out on the deck. Monarch butterflies have been migrating by for weeks now. This time, one fluttered by Pat in a sort of tribute fly-past. Then it landed on my head and lingered there for selfies, like a celebrity on a red carpet --- which it is to us. A magical moment on the wind. Maybe we'll get some wind beneath our wings and return the favour in February?
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