Terri and I lived for 29 years on Albertus Avenue in Toronto, a short walk from an old but in 1998 still well kept lawn bowling club set in a ravine overlooked by variously large houses, one of which looked like a Mediterranean seaside villa even when icicles hung down its cream stucco walls from its ochre tile eaves.
“It was the same wind as the wind of my boyhood, still careless in the prairie grass.” – W.O. Mitchell