Last week Leslie and I traveled on the ferry to Ward's Island, the place of our wedding. We were celebrating our 25th anniversary. It was a cloudy and somewhat chilly day, not at all like our sunny, hot and humid wedding day two and half decades ago. It was really sweet to walk the same steps as we did back then and reminisce about that day o' days and all the things that have gone on since then. So much time has passed. So many things have changed and yet the Island is much the same.
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| The spot we were married 25 years ago |
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| The happy couple with wedding documents in hand. |
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| They have made a beautiful mosaic just outside of the Ward's Island Clubhouse. |
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| The sun broke through the clouds near sunset and lit up a golden strand of the Leslie Street Spit. |
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| The view of Toronto from the Islands is one of the most beautiful. |
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| I purposely took this image out of focus. It reminds me of the soft, haziness of our recollections. |
Last week also brought some new sidewalks to the front of our house. It gave us a chance to scratch our presence in stone (well, concrete at least). I've always liked doing this and seeing the results of others' rough engravings into the footpaths of our lives. It is a reminder of how we all like to leave our mark. "I was here."
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| Dash, Myrna and Leslie left their mark in stone. |
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| John Patrick Scully did the same. That was my great, great grandfather's name too. I like that connection. |
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| I also added: "Art is what makes life worth living" True if erased... |
This reminds me of a saying that I heard many years ago. Apparently the Canadian Architect, Raymond Moriamya was told this by his father when he graduated:
"Into the temple of eternity, drive one spike of gold."
This is what I strive for too.
Good wishes and looking forward to our next cup of tea together.
Hugs,
John
Love that wedding pic! Congrats!
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