Day 55

Union Station in Toronto. . I was fortunate to check it out at night with hardly anyone walking around. Luckily I was able to take a few shots using my tripod until a few security guards came by and told me to stop.

Day 56

Chasing the Moon

On my ride home I was really glad I brought my big glass with me as the moon was playing hide and seek behind the tower. As seen from Bellwoods Park

Day 57

all my instincts they return

A cyclist enjoys the perfect summer ride over the Bathurst overpast. Another great Wednesday down at the harbour front. tonight, Say anything.

Day 58

Lighting Crashes

And I'm pretty sure I saw a placenta wash right by me in the alley, probably left over from the garbage strike. When it decided to rain here in Toronto, it doesn't screw around. Monsoon season 2009 continues.

Day 59

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more.

The once proud Rainbow Wolf once roamed free in the land that is now called Toronto. A mystical creature that was driven north during the early part of 20th the century was finally hunted to complete extinction in the early part of the 1990's by a class of people know as "Candy Ravers" . The valued "fun fur" it possessed was not only sought for its broad spectrum of colours which was turned into clothing, but it has been said that once you adorned the attire of the beast you adopted its spirit strength; peace, love, unity and respect. Sadly this need for p.l.u.r drove these "Candy Ravers" to near madness, and while they were not in possession of the spirit typically on a Tuesday the world seems small and bleak.

All we have left to remember the Rainbow wolf is this statue that sits in Trinity Bellwoods Park.

Please feel free to add on to the know history of the Rainbow wolf.

Day 60

A late start to the day, and some dog sitting responsibility had me out searching for a night time scene. I took a ride down towards the OCAD building but as I passed through the Grange Park, the CN tower was just looking to pretty to not take her photo.

Day 61

Well it took me 9 years to finally make it down to my first caribana celebration. I had a really good time. I did find the lay out of the event very confusing and for the life of me could not find my way to the parade route. So I people watched.
it is very tough to sum up this afternoon in a couple images, but I feel these two give a nice ying and yang feel to how I saw the event.

The thing I enjoyed most about the party is that none of the outside world body image issues existing, at least for the day. lots of skin of every shape and colour all bouncing away to a steady stream of beats.