22 August 2017 – “We all live in a yellow submarine,” carolled The Beatles back in 1969, but nowadays, here in Hinge Park, the palette runs more to rust than to sunshine.
And it is equally magical.
I love walking around False Creek, as you will have noticed by now, and I always wander through Hinge Park as I go. Repurposed land made beautiful for the community to enjoy, how could you not love it, rejoice in it?
The “submarine,” of course, isn’t one, but the whimsical structure is part of the park’s magic. Why just throw serviceable planks across the watercourse, when you can offer up some come-play-with-me sculpture instead?
Two periscopes, count ’em, and lots of portholes — places for humans to look out, and for the sunshine to peek in, throwing spotlights among the shadows.
I’m entering from the south, I’ll climb those steps at the north end up to a knoll where yet another channel of water starts tumbling down the hill.
That channel is narrow, contained, and sparkling clear. The water in the waterway beneath me is also clear, but right around here, it is carpeted in vivid pond weed, emerald contrast to the tawny bullrushes along the shore.
Peer the other way, see more of the Olympic Village condo towers in the background.
Soon I’m on the north-end stone steps, regaining footing having been nearly run down by these kiddies who charge on through, whooping with delight, their feet & their voices echoing the length of the chamber.
And then, whoop-wh0op, they reverse gears & come charging back. I’m in the grass by now, out of harm’s way, delighted with their delight, watching them dance hippety-hop from one sun-spotlight to the next.
See the little girl, still halfway through the tube? Hippety-hop.
On I wander, heading east, thoughts of a latte in Olympic Village Park beginning to form in my mind …
But I am distracted enroute by one of the City’s glorious flowing chaise-longues along the edge of False Creek. They fit the body beautifully, they stand up to the weather wonderfully, and I want one. For my body. Right now.
I hasten my steps, realize I’m on a collision course with a Nice Young Man & his Well-Behaved Dog. He has the leg-length & youthful speed to beat me to the chair. But — aha — I have the Old Lady card to play! And, shameless creature that I am, I play it. Nice Young Man steps back, courteously. I thank him, courteously. And sink into the chair, snuggle my bottom into position, wiggle my toes.
Me & the sunshine & a breeze & my wiggling toes, plus the passing cavalcade: assorted ferries (here one of the Aquabus line), dragon boat teams, kayaks, small pleasure boats …
Eventually thoughts of latte overpower all this beauty, and I move on.
I collect my latte, yes I do. I seat myself on the café’s shady patio, and discover the newest, not-yet-official Olympic Sport.
Climb the Giant Sparrow.
No sparrows — or young boys, for that matter — were harmed in the development of this sport.
Rio
/ 23 August 2017I am getting “nice old lady” cards printed. 😉
Thanks for another adventure!
sloppy buddhist
/ 23 August 2017I love the Beatles and you’ve capture images with cool framing Penny have a happy day! 😀
morselsandscraps
/ 23 August 2017Oh this post is so many delights. You’ve made wonderful photographic use of the submarine and its denizens and I love the way you play the Old Lady card. Mind you, I dunno how he could mistake you for an old lady, but you got what you wanted: your satisfied toes say it all. On top of this it’s reclaimed wasteland turned to beauty.
sylvie greeniaus
/ 24 August 2017So your move to Vancouver ans away from us is complete? How is your Tues walking society buddy going to manage without you?
icelandpenny
/ 25 August 2017Ahhh, yes I now live in Vancouver. I shall always love Toronto dearly as well, and will visit.
bluebrightly
/ 24 August 2017Love the photos inside the sculpture, and as always, your spirit of adventure, your arrow-straight aim towards delight.
icelandpenny
/ 25 August 2017“arrow-straight aim towards delight” – I think that is the most wonderful compliment I have ever received. Thank you!
Susan at FindingNYC
/ 26 August 2017You discover some of the most fun things! That submarine sculpture in the park is magical – I so want to visit it myself! And I love the “nice old lady” trick!
dianaed14
/ 28 August 2017Great photos and prose! Find the pipes and cut out circles fascinating – much better when the sun is shining I guess
icelandpenny
/ 5 September 2017Even without sun, the resonance is terrific, so kiddies stomp through and shout out, whatever the weather.