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rainy pedestrian bridge

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Walking across the pedestrian bridge (over the downtown Union Station rail corridor) I'm taken, as always, with the rain on pavement. I've just arrived home from Sudbury, appreciative of the downtown airport's proximity to my home (ten minutes' walk) and am on my way up to meet my people for beer o'clock at our usual local. It's good to be home.

closed

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Closed dome over a baseball game late in the season.  Indoor baseball – it just isn't right.  Summer really is over.

 

he wore me out

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Ceri's birthday gift to me last April was tonight's Bruce Springsteen show.  This is the third time I've seen this band play and without a doubt it is the most raucus test of audience endurance I've experienced from them.  It's fun; I dance; I fist pump; I sing; and I am exhausted when it's all over.  

After the show we walk down and get some gelato, which we eat while walking home slow, re-adjusting to the non-Boss energy, and it takes a long time to wind down after.  I finally fall into bed, dead to the world, but otherwise happy.

all those skies, one great day

I wake up at Ceri's and I text Deb and Mary Jane, who are at my place, to arrange to meet them at Sugar Beach for brunch.  I get there early.  It's not such a bad place to wait, watching the gulls and sailboats dipping and diving in their respective spaces.

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After brunch, we walk downtown and shop a little; noting pretty aspects of buildings here and there.  We go back to the St. Lawrence neighbourhood for a beer, then to the market to find a few items for dinner.  Later we get back to my place, pleased and with sore feet all around.

Later, Ceri, my girls, Cathy and Stan and Jared all arrive.  We put together a light dinner which we share on my condo's roof.  

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We quickly pack up the dishes and leftovers and the bunch of us sets out to walk to the Molson Ampitheatre for the annual Blue Rodeo summer show.  The sky attempts to upstage the band in advance of the show.

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We sit at the top of the hill where we always sit for this event.  I hope, aloud, and for fun, that they play my favourite Blue Rodeo song.  Shortly after, the band shows up onstage and kicks off with that very song.  As always, they put on a stellar performance for the hometown audience.  

Actually, it's a stellar day.  Best day in a long time.

first night, company

Today I take the day off.  I clean my place and do some grocery shopping.  Debbie and Mary Jane are coming to town for the weekend.  This is going to be good.  

Over the dinner hour, all my people arrive.  We have snacks and drinks.  Then we all walk over to watch the Jays play the Rangers.  It's a luscious evening; the dome is open.  The Jays win.  

It's going to be a good weekend; did I mention that?

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colourful night walk

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Dome open for the game. The Blue Jays won.

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All things nautical. Rees Street, Toronto

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Lights on the water. Harbourfront Centre, Toronto

vines revisited

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I took some rather moody shots of these vines last March.  The other day I noticed how much they're greening up.   I love vines in any season, but I'm sure liking that colour.  Blue Jays Way near Front Street, Toronto.

Trees Against February Sky

 

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Trees at the Rogers Centre, Bremner Blvd., Toronto

 

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Trees at the Rogers Centre, Bremner Blvd., Toronto

 

Monday.  That's all I have to say about that. 

But the colour of the sky walking home ameliorated Monday at the office.  And the days are getting longer! 

cove and dome and hole

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Man-made cove, Queens Quay, Toronto

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A construction site, Adelaide Street, Toronto

I took the second photo first today.  This morning – when mud seemed to be defining the day.  That kind of thing changes after dark.