The Cat & the Trees (& a Bird)

21 October 2015 – We’re bleary-eyed, the Tuesday Walking Society, but excited as we rumble ‘way west on an Eglinton Av. bus.  So much to talk about, after staying up late Monday evening to watch election returns, victor/vanquished speeches & commentaries.

And then we ring the bell, jump off the bus, cross the street, go through the gates — and pay attention to Prospect Cemetery instead.

Squirrels everywhere, all appropriately dressed in their best black fur, and look — even the cat is wearing black.

cat in Prospect Cemetery

Truth is, we’d already seen another cat, a little black & white guy scampering around like crazy. No hope of getting his photo, so I am suitably grateful to this one for staying put.

Then, along with the huge range of gravestone styles & languages, we start noticing the trees. There are lots of fuzzy little triangular ones like the one on the left above, and many of them — like that one — wear only a few fallen leaves or twigs as adornments.

But then there are the other ones!

e.g.of decorated tree, Prospect Cemetery

A surprising number become an active part of the total visual display around someone’s gravesite. Here, great colourful flowers are the offering, but elsewhere photos or other nostalgic items are tucked within the supporting greenery.

Sometimes, though, it’s Mother Nature herself who creates the display.

blazing fall tree, Prospect Cemetery

In dull light, a tree like this merely smoulders. When the sun bursts through, it is a-blaze.

Soon after, Phyllis & I leave the cemetery by its St. Clair West gates. We’ve walked all the way south through the cemetery from Eglinton, and now we turn east. Our plan, as on the Danforth last week, is to walk until we get tired or bored. And, again as on the Danforth, neither happens, so we keep walking.

Finally we split at Yonge St. — Phyllis goes north, me south. I’m just below Summerhill when I veer west half a block or so, to peer up a lane. And look!

More trees.

thef Rosedale Diner shed, in Crown's Lane

Naah, you don’t believe for one minute that I hoofed up the lane (Crown’s Lane, if you care) to admire those trees. Of course not.

Great sassy flowers on the shed, don’t you think?

Trees worth noticing when I hit Wellesley-Magill Park, though.

Plus a 144-foot sculpture, Forest Walk by Ed Pien, that includes plenty of trees in the imagery used to trace both the seasons and the history of this immediate area. Here, the panel showing vines and trees on the 1848 Homewood Estate (later Wellesley Hospital).

Panel 5, Forest Walk, Ed Pien

See how Pien has included himself in the work? He is the figure perched in the treetop near the upper right, observing … as artists do …

Finally, the promised bird. Safely far from the Prospect Cemetery cat. It is one of three mosaic creatures wired to an apartment-building fence on the S/E corner of Sherbourne & Wellesley.

S/E Wellesley & Sherbourne apt bldg

I’m always happy to see them again, to know they are still there, safe & intact, adding random beauty to the street corner.

Woof Woof

Cat, bird, now dog.

I’ve shown you this Dalmatian before, he does double-duty as a fire hydrant next door to Central Y and right outside Fire Station 314.

Fire Station Dalmatian hydrant

What I’ve now learned is that he’s not the result of some city art project — he was done by one of the firemen, just for the fun of it. “Yeah,” said two guys I asked, when they were out washing a truck, “yeah, he’d just finished his shift and decided to paint the hydrant.”

So I love the dog even more than before.


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  1. DJ

     /  21 October 2015

    Fire Station dog hydrant: I love the back story – spontaneous art, so perfectly placed. Like the Tuesday Walking Society, the DJ and W walking team were a bit slowed by the late night Monday, but high hopes for improved walkability of Canadian cities with our new government.

  2. Love that hydrant!

  3. I love following your walks!


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