picture my realia

variable like spring

 

Overcast, and streetcar cables at King and Spadina, Toronto

A basket of wine bottles with fun orange labels.

Fresh mown grass. FRESH MOWN GRASS. How uplifting is THAT smell the first time you smell it in the spring?

Thunder-stormy sky. It started raining just as I got to this corner. I got a little wet, subsequently, but I didn't mind.

may day

 

King Street West, Toronto

Suddenly there are leaves! Hello May! Clarence Square, Spadina and Wellington, Toronto

A fire escape behind some new leaves. Spadina Avenue, Toronto

Happy May Day.  Best thing about May?  The trees come alive!

sister love and a rainy monday

 

I get home and find a card in the mail from Jane, with a bunch of cut out articles and Beatrix Potter. Sure is nice to be reminded that your sister is thinking about you.  I miss you lots Janey.  (Seems to me, a little girl I knew got a card like that from another sister (aunt) who lived in the UK years ago...

Mirvish Walk in the rain. King Street, Toronto.

LEAVES! Off Wellington Street near John Street, Toronto

the rain is okay by me

 

Toronto's Harbourfront, Queens Quay near Rees Street.

Wave Deck, Toronto's Harbourfront, Queens Quay near Rees Street.

I didn't spend too much time outside taking pictures this evening because it is gusting winds and raining cold rain.  I'm not complaining.  Environment Canada has been telling us this might very well turn to snow.  Bring on the rain I say.

sunday: daytime, dinnertime, nighttime

Is anything as beautiful as a bird's nest harbouring eggs?  Mourning Dove nest in my sister's pine tree. Mississauga.

 

Five girls and a boy. Or, the next generation. (Missing the littlest guy.) (F) Carly, Sydney, Elaine, Paige, Kelsey (R) Chris.  Mississauga.  Photo attributed to guest photographer of the day - Catherine Morrison!

Home again home again jiggedy jig. Walking home from Union Station; streetcars and a bike. Queens Quay, Toronto

Family dinner at Cathy's today.  My girls, Ceri and I catch the GO train and Stan picks us up at Port Credit.  Dad, Julie, Jeff and his girls arrive soon after we do.  Wonderful dinner of perch (caught on the Manitoulin by Dad last summer, frozen for a special occasion), cole slaw, baked beans, broccoli salad, green salad and potatoes.  Even more wonderful company.  Arrive back in the city, tired and content.

 

say what?

Rainy on Front Street, Toronto

Ceri:  Want to go catch some music at C'est What? 

Jen: Where's that?

Ceri: C'est What?

Jen: Where's that?

Purple Coat

 

Spadina Avenue at Front Street, Toronto.

It was 15°C when I left for work this morning.  Practically spring!  Didn't wear gloves, or a scarf.  When I left work to come home it was 5° and gusting winds and drizzling, sleeting and even hail at one point.  My hands were so cold, holding my umbrella and my camera that I couldn't hold the camera still enough to get a clear shot of anything.  This one came out relatively clear and I'm glad.  I liked this couple, and particularly the colour of her coat and beret against the grey evening.  I have no idea what their faces look like, but from behind, they reminded me of my friends Jamie and Frank. 

 

rainy windy snowy windy rainy windy snowy

Steely grey sky with a beautiful tree that posed in front of it.

Windy rainy snowy rainy WINDY snowy icy sleety... no wonder that tower hung its proverbial head in the proverbial sand.

Blue Jays Way looking north at Front Street, Toronto

Path next to the railyway corridor, Blue Jays Way looking toward Spadina Ave.

rainy + twilight = beauty

 

Flags at half-mast in front of the CBC Broadcast Centre in honour of Pierre Juneau. Front Street, Toronto

 

Front Street, at CBC Broadcast Centre, Toronto

 

I was attempting to shoot the reflection of that lamp in the puddle. Not so effective with my phone camera, but the colours! Front Street at John Street, Toronto.

I wasn't as enchanted with this rainy day as I often am because it was windy as hell.  I bent my umbrella this morning just trying to hang onto the thing, and I won't even mention what my hair looked like when I got to work.  It was still kind of nasty on my way back after work, so I walked underground as far as the CBC Broadcast Centre.  When I emerged the dusk was beautifully reflected in the shiny street.

 

sidewalk shadows

A bike and its shadows. Wellington Street, Toronto.

Shiny sidewalk and shadows. Wellington Street, Toronto.

After work I go shopping.  I had forgotten how much I hate shopping for pants.