Summer thoughts; downtown Rochester

Gary; a parking garage in downtown Rochester







High Falls


(Another image is posted in doorwindowwall.)

I caught the 10:30 bus this morning from Toronto to Guelph. Alone for the first time since Thursday, I sat staring out the window for the first two-thirds of the trip. My mind turned to the upcoming summer and how to occupy my daughters. I will need to start the season by laying two ground rules:

1. No cursing at anyone.


2. No hitting or kicking.

I'll try letting these stand alone, but if we run into persistent problems I'll consider consequences.

Marian has the idea that she would like to hang out in Toronto with people she likes. I don't have the energy to kick around Queen Street every day, and I'm not comfortable about letting her go out much alone. She is only 13.

In Milton I figured I had done enough worrying and pulled out the purple scarf I'm knitting. This weekend saw considerable progress.

Back home I settled heavily into solitude.

These shots were taken Saturday afternoon. Gary took us to the top of a parking garage offering wide panoramas of downtown Rochester. We descended to explore the historic district, which reminded me of Toronto's recently rejuvenated Old Distillery. Then he showed us a hidden gem, High Falls.