Home Away From Home is Home

“Roam if you must, but come home when you’ve seen enough.” The odd bounces of life and the Toronto job market have seen me return home to Minneapolis, so this will be the last post, but the blog will stay up for others to find. Thanks to everyone who found something interesting here over the last two years, and please follow me on Twitter at @wisereturn as I pepper that account with photos.

Everything happens for a reason…cheers!

The hustle and the bustle. Just another day in the city.

Front gate decked out for the CNE.

Quiet on the set, Jake Gyllenhaal may be walking by. Just a few of about a hundred production people. George Street Diner @ George and Richmond.

Illuminated causeway over the lakefront, taking you to the Harbourfront Centre performance stage. Can’t believe I hadn’t yet been here.

I ATE THE BACK BACON. And the mini donuts and fresh-cut fries.

A sale, I think, in my neighborhood. Or maybe the charge for a home business? Clearly, the people know who need to.

I wish I had the same luxury, but life is coming at me from all directions at the moment. The next few weeks are going to be really interesting.

Written Arabic as run through the Toronto graffiti art machine to publicize the adjacent Middle Eastern restaurant. Brockton Village, College Street.

Serendipity in Scarborough. Kingston Road, just outside the Toronto city limits.

A Taste of the Danforth and its tasty graffiti. This is in an alleyway near the Danforth and Pape intersection.

Toronto City Hall, obviously not taken today. Trying to inspire Mother Nature to lay off with the raindrops on Saturday with family road-tripping into town.

No doubt many have surely tried.

Reliable halibut and chips. The American version would be “best halibut and chips” but I’m pretty sure thi is far better than “reliable”.

Glory be. Overstuffed box, overstuffed belly. Magic sleep workings commencing.