So the snow was melting & so was I at getting all dressed for a birtday party with nowhere to Go, so I decided to take these shots of my new apartment building. Doh! That above is looking to the East from my balcony.
This is looking, strangely enough, to the West.
Beyond is Bertrand Arena, where I grew up playing hockey and later, coaching it.
Above is my thumb AND the deep end of the pool just below my thid-floor apartment.
And here is the shallow end of the same pool.
Here are just more facing East pix. I have no idea why.
Some blurry pix of the inside of my apartment.
My "1984" painting which I bought -- you guessed it -- while I was drunk New Year's Eve, 1984.
The World is a beautiful Place. In even the northern climes of Nort America, in Central Canada, it is Spring. I must spend as much time as I can outside enjoying it, enjoying the warmth, enjoying the brightness.