In summertime, it glides along the river as a jazz band plays.
But summer's over.
And funding for next year is in doubt.
In summertime, it glides along the river as a jazz band plays.
But summer's over.
And funding for next year is in doubt.
It's fall here. And though the days are still quite warm, the air has taken on the crispness of the season. The sky can be so amazingly blue. Everything looks so clear, almost stark against it.
Walking in to work, I pass by this building and its clock. It's very accurate and lets me know if I have time to wait for the light or if I need to just plunge headlong into traffic.
I love the look of laundry drying on the line.
I hope the homeowners don't mind that their underpants are now all over the internet...
I love the way the lines intersect.
The neighbourhood isn't as crowded as this picture makes it look...
One of the many fabulous restaurants in Stratford, The Old Prune has beautiful gardens. And yummy, yummy food!
The kids started back to school yesterday.
This is the what the weather's like today, after a very wet summer.