realia

small bit of something really big

It's rainy and blustery here, but nothing serious so far.  The sky doesn't give any indication of the size of that cloud formation, which swirls over a large part of the Atlantic and a significant part of America. 

I'm itching to get home tonight, but I stop and think about how small I am, how small my city is, in relation to that cloud. 

more rainy, new photo tools

 

Walking to Mia's from the station for what will be, as always, a luscious meal.  It's a little hard to walk out - rainy and blustery is real good at inviting you to stay in and, say, do laundry.  Going out finds images like this and thus all kinds of opportuinity to play with my new PhotoShop software that I got with my new computer.  Bear with me as I play - and work out a style!

 

Later, I get off the streetcar and walk down Spadina home.  It's still raining, and that makes it quite pretty.  It's almost November friends. I expect a lot of my photos will be night shots again.  And so another year comes around.

raindrops starting

They say a storm's coming.  In the meantime, falling drops on this fake rock pond are lovely.

foggy

Oh how I love a misty morning.  I walk the long way down Wellington just to see those towers languishing behind the low hanging clouds.

rainy king street on a walk to work

nuit blanche 2012

People observing. David Pecaut Square

Skylum - in the CBC Broadcast Centre Atrium

Toronto's Nuit Blance, 2012.  In which we go out at bedtime and find art in the city.  And lots and lots of people.

monitor the well

I say it often to the folks who take my classes:  don't ignore the things that inspire you, even if you don't know why they are making you feel inspired.  Maybe, even years later, it'll be the missing puzzle piece.

tourist spot

Inukshuk at the CN Tower

The area around the CN Tower is undergoing some change, with the construction of a large aquarium.  This little inukshuk is new.  I like its face, don't you?

three quarters

Last night, Friday, I get home early and make split pea soup.  Ceri comes over and we open a bottle of wine Leonard gave us last weekend.  D'Angelo Foch, bottled, we note, when my 27 year old youngest daughter was 11.  Len wasn't sure if it would be wine or vinegar, but it sure is wine and we linger over it.

Later Ceri takes off to go prepare for his trip back home, and then Cathy comes over - she'd come into town for a colleague "transition party" and some sister time.  We drink more wine and talk and she sleeps over.

Saturday, it's sunny, clear and gorgeous and we decide to walk over to the market and to have brunch on a patio.  When the sun's out, it's hot; when the clouds cover it, it's cool.  That picture up there - it's me hanging on to the sun moments.  We are not ready to give up outdoor meals yet.

It's been a really good three quarters of a day.

view over brunch

Saturday brunch on a patio.  What does one do when thinking about the quickly diminishing summer and wondering how many more outdoor meals there are in a year?

Look up!