“Ugly! Eyesore! How could people think it was a good idea?” A giant slab of concrete in the middle of the outer edge of the park. For shame, city! This was no sculpture, I thought.
Why preserve and move the edge of a utilitarian-designed building to the park? If the rest of the building had been [...]

Starting this project, I had no idea where it would go.
Yet on days like today, I joke that I’m almost there.
No doubt I’ll make it, once almost there won’t be.
Happy birthday, me.

Two fellows argued near a phone. One of them, greying hair, a turpentine diluted blue cardigan, gestured with both hands. The other rolled his eyes up and tilted his head sideways. He made fleeting eye contact and though not the elder, he was the taller. They spoke urgently, probably not clearly but I was too [...]

I keep a small, spiral-bound notepad in my left back pocket. No, I’ve kept many. I’ve done this for years. Looking back, I’m not always sure what I’ve written or why, but I save them. A collection of a few of the pages:

23 July 1998 - First words with the Fisher Space Pen. [...]

A moment reflecting on the gaze of amazement

When he was a boy, he’d accompany one parent or another to banks, convenience stores, hardware stores, places queueing people to exchange money for whatever it was worth. He’d stand by the counter waiting to be noticed. Sensible, he waited in line, not interrupting, rocking from heel to toe to heel. Sometimes grownups pushed ahead [...]

One morning, driving along the river, outside my neighbourhood, I witnessed the rapid welcome of a brilliant, melancholy, antique cloud. It descended at an angle from the unlimited above, with its measure of a western direction. I wanted to stop. At 7:00 in the morning with no temperature, few people appear on the street. A [...]

My wife is a professional at human emotions.
Humans believe that which other humans tell them.
James quoted Smith, saying a door in the hall lost its hinge pin.
Smith agreed with himself while historically throwing a hinge to roving garbage collectors.
If streets roam, their participants stray.
1906 infamously smoulders on the pages of records of hooligans and other [...]

A surprising inclusion happened during a brief moment on a small corner of sidewalk. As Heather and I walked toward the cross-street, a couple walked toward us. A woman stood on the sidewalk, facing her shop’s window. Its overflowing wooden rectangle of flowers drooped a degree toward the street. She kept a hose running lightly [...]