To meet a child's gaze Is more than a meeting of springtime It's like going on a journey Back tens of thousands of years Not only to find your own childhood again But to search for childhood In the dawn of time. - André Bjerke, Norwegian Poet   Inquiry
 Detritus and Design details on the streets of Toronto  Beauty can be coaxed out of ugliness - Leonard Koren
 Wonscoteonoch (Black Burnt Country ).  The upper east Don River tributary.  A work in progress.