May Day, May Dusk

1 May 2025 – May first. Early spring has matured into full-tilt spring.

Days are longer, weather gentler.

The election is over…

and 343 candidates have been transformed into duly elected Members of the House of Commons.

Our cherry trees are also, quite suddenly, transformed.

Leaves take over; spent blossoms now pink-carpet the sidewalks…

and adorn the burls of their once-host trees.

Dude Chilling Park hums with early-evening activity.

As frisbee enthusiasts practise skills in the park itself, Canada geese pace the crosswalk to the north…

and skateboarders mentor each other on the school boundary lane to the east.

By 8:48, the sky over Main Street is still light, but bleached of colour.

The giant crane for the Broadway Subway project is is a severe black silhouette…

while Ray Saunders’ Mount Pleasant clock, a block farther north, is already a-dazzle with its evening lights…

and the block of sidewalk tribute banners, so quiet by day…

applaud the clock with their night-time turquoise glow.

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  1. Lynette d'Arty-Cross's avatar

    I loved joining you on your walk, but the best part is knowing the election is done and dusted!

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  2. Rio's avatar

    Rio

     /  2 May 2025

    You Haiku-ed!

    Dude Chillin

    Park hums with early

    -evening activity.

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    • icelandpenny's avatar

      woah, what a quick eye you have! if only I’d done it deliberately, and arranged lines to break more appropriately…

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    Mary C

     /  6 May 2025

    It’s great that the election is over…. but not so nice to see all those petals on the sidewalk!

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    • icelandpenny's avatar

      yes, all those petals on the ground, but horse chestnut “candles” just now blazing high — makes me think of the horse chestnut trees in my part of Toronto!

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