Spadina Avenue is one of those streets that acts as a window into Toronto’s past. Drawing its name from the First Nations word ishpadina or high ground/ridge, this avenue connects the upscale neighbourhoods at its north end to the lakefront.
To me, this street is at its best on a quiet morning when the past reveals itself in bright sunlight and deep shadows. Steps away from the daily bustle, traces of the garment industry past and passing age of ethnic blocks slowly reveal themselves. These are the fading layers of the history, slowly retreating in the face of oncoming change and transformation. But for now, visible and obvious in the early morning light.
With today’s post, also sharing an electronic e-zine edition that can be downloaded here – Balopticon ePub No.9