memories unfold and roll around on the corner of Parliament and Bloor
people walk by the tall windows at Timothy’s World Café, reminding me of others from past
memories, long-forgotten, spring to life experiences, half-hidden, step out from behind trees covering the ravine leading down to Rosedale Valley Road far below
it is late morning in early April at Parliament and Bloor, and the day is moving faster than Sunday mornings are supposed to