By the lake

we walked by the lake holding hands

precious minutes soon to vanish in the dusk

I wanted to flap my wings like the seagulls and fly

spread my love to the world in the never-ending sky

A misty evening in Toronto

"Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way."

E. L. Doctorow

Spring ... a carpet of scattered blossoms

Still Blooming ...

Tony Paglia at Desotos Open Mic

Tony Paglia is a very dear friend and talented guitar player who sings with great emotional depth. His music ranges from rock, reggae, R & B, soul, funk and much more. He plays solo, duos and also with his band The Nomads. He's jamming here at Desotos' Thursdays Open Mic. Desotos is one of my favourite restaurants and a friendly venue for musicians.

Dusk in the countryside

Toronto at dawn

It's such a treat to wake up early, and get lost in the awesome sky as it spreads its orange and purple hues over the city. It's also the best time to write, when the mind is fresh and full of possibilities ...

Speaking of writing, Ellington's, a café on St. Clair Avenue West, has become my favourite place to hang out in the morning, not only to write, but to listen to the morning jazz jam, and mingle with musicians, writers and artists. Winston, the owner has created a casual, artsy, world-music kind of atmosphere that is so inspiring. A little home away from home.

Smoky Toronto

Smoky Toronto on a cold winter day.

Wendy Weiler chante Sous le ciel de Paris

Ma chère amie Wendy Weiler chante superbement en français une chanson d'Edith Piaf au Reservoir Lounge à Toronto avec le groupe The Mediterranean Stars. Voyez la sur youtube

My dearest friend Wendy Weiler sings fabulously in french an Edith Piaf song at The Reservoir Lounge in Toronto with the band The Mediterranean Stars. See her on youtube

Fading Toronto

Fire

"There is a slumbering subterranean fire in nature which never goes out, and which no cold can chill." Henry David Thoreau

The path of the night

"One may not reach the dawn save by the path of the night." Kahlil Gibran