Oak Street Community Garden
Found this little gem, The Oak Street Community Garden, while hitting a few yard sales last Saturday…love the painted signs…
…and this. I hadn’t known sunflowers were just as beautiful after their prime.
Found this little gem, The Oak Street Community Garden, while hitting a few yard sales last Saturday…love the painted signs…
…and this. I hadn’t known sunflowers were just as beautiful after their prime.
Literally stumbled upon these guy on a walk around the neighbourhood with the kids one day. This person’s lawn is covered with these guys…I’m partial to the Easter Island-ish guy up top, but the kids liked the dude with the toupee. They were all certainly eye-catching!
Artist: Myles Reid
Bronze children, leapfrogging in city park. If it weren’t so cute, it might be considered creepy. Perhaps a night shot of the same is in order, to truly tell…
For some, Homecoming isn’t so bad. Christmas lights and all, this hotdog vendor on the corner of University Avenue & Brock Street probably doesn’t mind all the visitors to Kingston. He was certainly happy enough to have his photo taken!
The chick on the bench above freaked me out a bit – had been shooting through the trees and thought I was being watched. Guess I was.
Gotta love these old downtown Kingston homes.
Straight (slanted?) on, from Bath Road. I think it looks more exciting blurry, at night…clubby, even.
Best soup in town…and they deserve honourable mention for their voluneer free soup & delivery during the Ice Storm of ’98. Thanks, Rooster!
Oops! Missed a couple of days…and here’s to make up for it:
Backdoor to the La Salle Mews, one of the strangest malls I’ve ever been in. Strange, yet cool…and home to both John Gerretsen and Peter Milliken’s offices as well as Kingston’s own Paul Randolph Jewllers.
The courtyard of the La Salle Mews…and the former home of my former moped, back in the days when not everyone had a computer and I worked at the local Internet café, located in the La Salle Mews. This courtyard saved my ride from a lot of vandalism.
Or maybe it’s a tortoise. Whatever it is, I like it.
Do you think anyone from the animal clinic ever has their lunch on it?