Leaving Allan Gardens

Leaving Allan Gardens in the Midst of a March snow flurry I was hunkering down for a dull, damp, chill walk to King:


when a construction fence at Sherbourne and Gerrard interceded.

…interrupted my thoughts

…imposed on my awareness

…exploded onto consciousness

bang! Ideas began swirling. What were the rhythms here? Maybe…

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