tonight was the first snowfall of the season for me. there have been a few wispy flurries in the past week, but nothing that stuck, til tonight. snow is made of prisms: i also took this photo in the alley by our house. i like walking in the alleys. they're like the urban equivalent of a hike. yes, that's my shadow.

Portuguese Butcher, Dundas Street

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

front of the house: back of the house:

Behind the Rocket

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

for trolley fans or streetcar enthusiasts:

Jack O'lanterns on November 1st

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

this is a study in the existential angst of knowing that your time has forever passed. more pumpkin action

Toronto Night

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

i went for a long, long walk tonight. ^ the variety store down the street from my place. it always makes me think of peter's bodegas. ^ dovercourt and queen. this building is a church community centre or a concert hall or something. a starbucks is going in across the street. i am not amused. ^ it's not a robot building but it has character. ^ heavy traffic on the lakeshore even at 11pm on a thursday. ^ it's made of beer caps. this is on the side of the 'canada' souvenir shop at the harbourfront centre. a guy...

A Different Perspective

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

i thought that going back to school would give me a new perspective. this is the robarts library (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robarts_Library), the main library for the university of toronto: it's supposed to look like a peacock. my department is located on the 14th floor. i was lost in the halls yesterday when i caught a ray of sunlight and looked outside: "wow, i've never seen the city from this angle before..."

The Last Gasp of Summer

author: jeeff : Toronto, ON

M was visiting from overseas, here on business for a couple weeks. she had been bouncing from toronto to new york and all points in-between, but still found a day to hang out with me. we went friday to the toronto islands and walked along the boardwalk, pointed across to the cormorant colony on the leslie spit, ate dinner at the boardwalk cafe and talked to the friendly glaswegian waiter. split a bottle and a half of wine, walked down to the beach and skipped stones. we missed the 6:00 ferry by a minute or two...

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