savage snow

on my portuguese fig...

on my spanish grape...

on my french rose...

on my italian jardiniere...

denaturalization

the slow and laboured denudation of the American Hotel on the derogated part of Main Street...

the inevitable dénouement lying in a pile of gutted and discarded bricks...

the deployment of developmental mercenaries has been activated...

marking my clark park:: part III

As the leaves slowly drift away again from the drowsy trees of Clark Park, small windows open up between the branches toward the views of the city skyline and the north shore mountains...

I clamber around the high points of the park searching for such glimpses ornately framed by the golden and russet foliage, baring branches and darkened trunks...

and through the lacerating arboreal veil, the gleaming glass towers and the snow draped mountain peaks appear only as enticing mirages in the far, far distance...

paradigs

Paraphrasal Housekeeping

the wenonah

 

The Wenonah building has sat comfortably on the southwest corner of Main Street and East 11th Avenue for close to a century now...

The elegant neo-classical doorway to the apartments has been maintained and adds a grace-note to this side of the building on East 11th that houses a theatre studio and a massage and therapy centre on the street level...

The residents have also greened this section of the sidewalk with lush plantings...parting for a back view of the Holy Trinity Ukrainian Orthodox Church on East 10th Avenue...

Many of the casement windows still retain scenic and intricate stained glass panes adding sparks of colour and light to the solid brick façade...

[I would like to know more about the Wenonah - if anyone out there has information about this building and/or knows someone who lives in the apartments, please do let me know...thank you!]