[URBAN NOTE] A Fall Promenade

[rfmcdonald]

I ended up walking back to western Toronto, heading up to Broadview and Gerrard and then making my way through Riverdale Park East, over the Don Valley Parkway (already nearing gridlock in its northbound lanes at a quarter to four) and the Don River, past the Riverdale Farm and skirting the western edge of the shaded Toronto Necropolis, finally making my way through the immaculate old-school charm of Cabbagetown just one block north of the former home of our former Governor-General, Adrienne Clarkson. I negotiated my way through with the confidence of the experienced flâneur, the October sun shining down slanted and somewhat attenuated through the streets, illuminating the falling and fallen maple leaves turn yellow as Toronto's birds chirped their last for this year. By the time I got to Church and Wellesley I was feeling rather at peace. The romantics were right: Nature (or "nature") can heal.