He lives near me. Sometimes he comes to visit me.
The sky at night…
The fascination of what we see every day, and choose to ignore. From my archive.
Bonfire night, Pearson Park 1977 I have been living in the city for about a year. I was learning about the ways of the city, of its people. Bonfire nights at the park suspended later, although that period is already succumbing into the bygone years..