“The Red-Green Show”

23 August 2015 – Very agreeable Saturday midtown walk, great weather, parks & music-in-parks, and unexpected moments that bring to mind — you’ll see why — the name of a now-defunct Canadian TV show. A name I am brazenly borrowing for this post.

The theme is established as I head north on Philosophers Walk, toward Bloor St. West.

student with cello, in Philosophers Walk

Not that I know it at the time.

At the time, my eye is snagged by the cello-case-on-legs heading south. It’s not that unusual a sight, especially here, within steps of the Royal Conservatory of Music, but I enjoy the graceful functionality of the arrangement every time I see it.

What I don’t notice at the time is the dance of red & green. All that shady greenery, spiked with a directional sign in vivid red.

More red later. This time, I notice it.

Elmo in a laneway

Well, wouldn’t you?

I stop & smile foolishly at Elmo, perched in an Asquith Av. laneway, and think briefly about carting him off to some thrift shop so he can live to be loved again. Then I realize I should skip the middleman & just leave him be. Someone will surely claim him and yes, he will be loved again.

From red to green, as I start south on Church.

apple in apple tree, Church St. s. of Bloor

An apple tree in front of a restaurant, laden with tiny green apples — plus one more apple, placed just so, on display. I do not think, even briefly, about carting off this particular apple, but why on earth don’t I pluck a few from the tree itself?

Silly girl.

Zigzag, zigzag, and now I’m on Sherbourne, south of Wellesley. I decide I want another hit of green, and I know exactly where to find it.

In Wellesley-Magill Park, is where: a highly stylized park tucked behind Sherbourne, dominated by trees, pea-gravel and handsome boulders. No flowerbeds here, so not big on the usual kind of park greenery.

But, ah, the park has Edward Pien’s stunning Forest Walk fence along one boundary, with its luminous shafts of coloured glass.

Forest Walk in Wellesley-Magill Park, Ed Pien, 2010

There’s one more bit of green that I so wish I could share with you!

Back out on Sherbourne St, I watch an escaped emerald balloon soar free to the sky. It looks terrific, but my camera is in my pocket. You will have to imagine the sight for yourself.

(Which you have just done, haven’t you? Now we have both seen it.)


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  1. Lovely post. We love being in cities but when we’re there we yearn for more green spaces. And yes, we enjoyed seeing the ballon sailing in the sky.

  2. Thank you, another great share.

    • Somehow the sense of ‘last moments’ of a season make it more precious, more poignant — thanks for taking time to comment


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