The Great White Cloud
Spray of mists reached the cliff where tourists have taken a million phheros of the great waterfall. The sheer booming of the natural wonder reflects the volume of water disposed every second. Down below, the Lady of the Mists closely steers itself to get an even closer look of the Niagara. Meanwhile a stretch of rainbow looms above the mists adding a spectacular addition to awe the spectators.
Quiet Time with God
The door bangs quietly behind me and a sudden feeling of awe was the instant emotion anyone can perceive once stepping in into this 50 year old church. The colourful ceiling, mosaics on the wall and golden frescoes out stand most churches dotted around the city centre.
A Better Real Estate
Standing against time the forgotten mansion that once housed a prosperous family seemingly watches everybody change throughout history. What was once surrounded by an extensive land urban planning has slowly taken over its surrounding.
League of their own
The sun lowering to the horizon along with the smooth breeze of a cool summer afternoon the game continues. Unphased by the chaos down at the diamond he flips through the pages of the novel somewhere else possibly far away.
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Cottaging in Ontario
Somewhere out on the lake the sound of the loon calls out echoing its distinctive voice. Undisturbed water mirrors a reflection to the unattended floating dock. Alas, this isn’t like any other morning weekend spent in the city.
Mother Nature at Her Best
Swirling above the city dark nimbus cloud clustured in a seemingly eerie end-of-the-world sight for the souls below. Days of unbearable heat Mother Nature has finally ceased to give the metropolis a break to cool off – with a bit of price to pay. The wind howls, the thunder roars, the sun hides and light diminishes behind the rapture of the storm.
Merry Christmas
‘Twas the weekend before Christmas and everyone is in a rush
For last minute gifts from simple to lush
Reindeers stood still above shoppers on frill
And the tree adds more touch to that Christmas’y feel
Moonlight Sonata
Echoing across the empty theatre sullen notes were only received by a few audiences. Focused at the stage by a spotlight the lone piano strikes its keys while the dim lights seem to flicker ever so slightly to every note.
Strolling down memory lane
Every step was followed by the crunching of fallen autumn leaves on the ground breaking a bit of silence on the quiet Wellesley Street. The brick Victorian houses make ideal and picture perfect dream homes.
Take me out to the ball game…
The giant screen magnifies the action out on the field but nothing still beats putting one’s attention on the green. A light taunting from the audience can be heard to distract the pitcher – but all is in good fun game.
This.Is.My.Toronto 