at the south end of wineva near queen street steps and a ruined path leading to a tangled garden.
the demolition of buildings on the plot of fallow-land has allowed nature a few years of unfettered time to garden before reconstruction begins.
''and now there is the internet: this is a pulpit for what anybody says, which gives pig ignorants their best occasion to foul our wells with extra information.'' alessandro gallenzi, ars poetastrica. ( j.g.nichols translation).
at the south end of wineva near queen street steps and a ruined path leading to a tangled garden.
the demolition of buildings on the plot of fallow-land has allowed nature a few years of unfettered time to garden before reconstruction begins.
house at the south end of jones street near queen, a side door under a barrel vaulted hood telling the time of day with its shadow.
the spire of the laurentian cathedral viewed from the east of the garden annex. trees screening the lower walls of cathedral give the view an entirely rural churchyard aesthetic. the lopped tree in the foreground adds to the romantic effect.
at the soap works that soap made from the oil of emus. moisturizes the skin while leaving a faint scent of fried chicken, maybe enough to repel mosquitos.
at the extreme east end of queen street, the harris water pumping station, that niche fountain, a brass column with a stylized jet of water at the top. recently restored and now overflowing with the real stuff
euroese architectures at the intersection of queen street and jarvis, the tempietto of the laurentian hall with spire of st.james cathedral beyond.