Looking out my back door


Actually, looking out my back window. (Taking a break from ranting about dumbing down the language.)

Living in even a quiet, North Toronto residential neighbourhood, their are interesting and sometimes surprising scenes outside my back window. (This is where my office is – hence, the lights from my little office Christmas tree on the left side of the picture).

This is not the first time I’ve seen men in trees


but it’s the first time when it hasn’t been summer.

What I didn’t capture well enough to post was the tree-trimmer sweeping up afterward.

Happy Winter Solstice!

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