Toronto City Life

Remember back, long ago, in Dave’s birthday post, when his brother sent him cryptic pictures of what his present was? Well, here are cryptic pictures of what it IS. Think you can guess? You can’t.

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orange sunset e3

Posted on June 27th, 2011 – Be the first to comment

Morningdew Photography has added a photo to the pool:

this is from last summer taken from Leslie Spit….

thank you, all my dear Flickr friends, for all your comments, favs and invites! you guys are the best!!

ABSOLUTELY VIEW ON BLACK!! :-) “L”

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Goodbye summer, we hardly knew ye (pt.1)

Posted on September 6th, 2010 – 3 Comments

As I’m sure I’ve already mentioned, the terminus of the CNE marks the official end of summer here in Toronto. Yes, the Grand Old Lady once again shutters her carnie abodes, winterizes her hot dog stands, and abandons the Exhibition grounds to make way for more indoor, agriculturally-based pursuits.

And a Grand Old Lady she is, probably because of all the foods that abound within the burgeoning fair. It’s the main reason I went this year! :)

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Sweet beach

Posted on August 12th, 2010 – 2 Comments

With the weather being so hot lately, I’m sure almost every Torontonian has though, at least for a moment, of daring a dip in Lake Ontario. Okay, yeah, at times it might smell like rotting corpses, but it might be refreshing.

Unfortunately for me, getting anywhere near the water either meant a slog out west to the man-made beach near Bathurst and Queen’s Quay, or east to Cherry Beach, home of the sandy syringe.

For a while there were rumours of a new faux beach being constructed near my neck of the woods at the foot of Lower Jarvis – Sugar Beach — but this was, after all, a government project and the expected summer 2010 completion date couldn’t be trusted.

And then, in a sure sign that the universe is soon to end, I heard on my morning radio show that Sugar Beach was open for business. So I put on my most elegant thong, grabbed a towel, and headed down.

On the way there I couldn’t help but hearken back to Toronto’s past — how people used to refresh themselves in the waters of Lake Ontario, in style, and with class.

Prior to the forties it was considered improper to wade out into the lake, clothed or otherwise. The practice referred to as “wetting Willy” (William being a common name), being heavily frowned upon.