sid the cat. ruler of the aberdeen avenue universe, returned to active duty early last evening . . . .
Monday, March 31, 2014
Sunday, March 30, 2014
melt . . .
as the snow pulls back - wild grasses are revealed . . .
huge squid trees finally freed from the clutches of the ice go for their first swim of the year . . .
Saturday, March 29, 2014
as the snow pulls back (2)
as the snow pulls back . . . a cascading plant reveals itself . . . as it passes around a hydro pole . . .
Friday, March 28, 2014
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
ice paintings
one of the motivations for getting up and out on the very cold days like this morning is to see what has become of the puddle out front of my house as it freezes each night. so i get a fresh painting every morning waiting for me just off my front porch!
Monday, March 24, 2014
the old elevator
do you remember a time when getting in an elevator was a pretty magical thing?! chances are the elevator looked a little bit like this lovely old machine at the gladstone hotel in toronto . . . .
Sunday, March 23, 2014
the warp and weft
life is lived exactly as it arrives . . .
events - placed into context - often without the time or the forthought necessary to entirely know or comprehend what is being said or done . . .
and so,
here in a single moment . . .
my first wife lize,
and wendy
exchanging understandings
this happens
entirely
inside a moment
that spans
thirty six years of my life
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Friday, March 21, 2014
the calligraphy of trees . . .
the calligraphy of trees. a tree was taken down some time yesterday about a block from my home. the neighbourhood is highly protective of trees so this particular plant must have been very dead, very dangerous or possibly both. the stump was fresh and new to me, and as i passed it i noticed this beautiful calligraphy. tree stumps tell stories and i am sure that these black tracings tell the story of something that the tree had to deal with - or perhaps it is at the root (can i say that?!) of the tree's demise . . . .
Thursday, March 20, 2014
spring . . . .
winter . . . on my way home yesterday a desultory spitting of rain that was more a fine and occsional mist than true rain . . . but i am so desperate to hear and feel and smell and see rain that i'll take it . . . the river is slowly opening up and freeing itself of ice after months . . .
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
just . . . there . . .
it was just lying in the snow right off the edge of my front porch . . . it's symmetry, the care put into each little cell. the number of baby animals that called it home at one time . . .
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
the details of detritus
i love the little details of what's happening as the ice recedes, revealing memories of autumn and even early winter . . . .
Monday, March 17, 2014
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Saturday, March 15, 2014
chocolate cake with ganache . . .
learning about the miracle of baking is something that i never tire of. perhaps it has its roots in the wonders that came out of my childhood neighbour's (the claytons) bakery . . . the damage was done somewhere!!!
tonight it is chocolate cake from scratch with (eventually) ganache icing and filling . . .
here's wendy carefully and thoroughly scraping the wondrous stuff into a larger bowl prior to decanting it into a springform pan for placement into the oven . . . .
tonight it is chocolate cake from scratch with (eventually) ganache icing and filling . . .
chocolate, and lots of it, with red wine to fuel the proceedings without affecting the outcome of course because according to baker wendy, precision and measurement are where i need to focus as compared to my approach to cookery which is about chance occurences and unrepeatable fortune . . .
here's wendy carefully and thoroughly scraping the wondrous stuff into a larger bowl prior to decanting it into a springform pan for placement into the oven . . . .
in a day, she'll show me how to make ganache . . . a substance comprised apparently of cream and chocolate. . . my heart is racing!!!
and here are the pics from that event . . . .
Friday, March 14, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
warm evening . . .
the warm evening - well warm for this little part of the world . . . just below zero celsius . . . water still reflects the trees . . .
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Monday, March 10, 2014
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Saturday, March 8, 2014
each little marvel
there was something so very delicate and magic about the small part of the outside world that i passed through today that, it was hard not to slow down and enjoy each little marvel!!!
Friday, March 7, 2014
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