JUNE 2019 Street Shots (Toronto, Canada) & Changing Seasons

Hello Readers, Joining in with Su’s Changing Season’s Challenge. June delivered some beach time.

 

I saw this beach memorial for a lacrosse coach. Lax Coach Kenny Jones – RIP 9-12-2018

One morning, I grabbed my Sharpie markers and decided to revive the writing. The original writing had faded a lot and wish I had some Modge Podge to seal it, but maybe it was not meant to last. Maybe they just scattered his Coach Jones’ ashes here and this was a short-term memorial with his favorite lax stick attached?

So adding a bit of marker seemed enough.  And it was a soothing activity. Hm. 

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June was a “dry” month (thanks to Shelly for reminding me of this term – when you abstain from alcohol it is called a “dry” period) – EXCEPT for two shots of Sambuca at my sister’s Mother-n-law’s house. The funny thing is that I was surrounded by well-stocked bars at a few places this month – with various whiskeys that I like – but it was a no brainer. Just NOT in the drinking mode – (also, last month I started my annual herbal cleanse (Kroeger herbs) and so alcohol is not on the menu when in health fortification mode).

However, when an 80-year-old, Italian lady whips out the bottles (Amaretto and Sambuca) to offer a treat with coffee – the answer is, “Yes, please” – with a smile.

Sambuca is anise-flavored liquor — Linked to #julysquares Blue 

Had writing time and took this fun photo of my espresso with twist of lemon rind. 

 

Had Tim Horton’s coffee, which sometimes seems to taste better in Canada – why is that?

So this is my mom and I — in Ontario, Canada — last month. Notice the jackets? It was about 50 degrees that morning (not the norm for that time of year – because they do have a beautiful summer – it was just a cold spell with some rainy days too). Anyhow, I had brought these lightweight feather jackets to give away or just leave at the cottage for backup (the gray one my son was tossing and the black one never fit right). Turns out — we used these jackets at least four times. whew -so glad to have them. 

 

Now… the sad news is that on the very last day of the trip up north, we were in car accident. I almost did not want to mention it – so please don’t ask questions and let’s keep this on the downlow ((we were t-boned by a truck – it was not at high speeds – and so we are all okay -but I was in the back seat and I have sprained ribs. Have had over a week of bed rest – and now two weeks later my ribs, leg, and hip area really healing up)).

My niece (left), my momma, and myself – about an hour before the accident – and yes- we have all wrestled with some “woulda, shoulda, coulda did that different” –  Like we had different plans for that day – but changed them to give my niece a ride to rugby practice.  I was going to fly home two days before and now regret the extra days – and well… you know how it goes  – ugh! – but glad we are all OKAY, thank God, and it could have been so much worse.

So…. June involved rib recovery (sniff – because it comes at a really bad time….)

But before all of the bed rest  –

I did get some street shots.

Like this one with the playing card dress again.

This time, a girl named Kristen was hanging out and she let me grab a few photos of her too. 

Thanks, Kristen. (Street Shot #1 – Charlottesville, Virginia June 2019)

And check out this artsy person with cool hair:

2) Colorful – Toronto, Canada – June 2019

And….

Have you ever seen a shipping container building? 

Toronto has a shipping container market  – info here

3) City Life

 

The rest of the photos from Canada are in a slideshow (I have more street shots from June, but will share them in a separate post at another time). 

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So how was your month of June? 

 

Changing Seasons (HERE)is a monthly challenge: Version One (photographic): Post 5-20 photos in a gallery that you feel represent your month. Version Two (you choose the format): post a photo, recipe, painting, drawing, video, etc.

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#MonthlyPhotoChallenge

 

 

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