This evening they say we're having fog. The neighbour buildings look perfectly clear to me. But I look south and there's nothing but the lacy trees two blocks down. No CN Tower, not even lights near the ground. I look south-east and there are no lit-up office towers down Bay St., just flat grey emptiness. I look east and see the trees on the other side of my block. No godless condos in Yorkville, no looming One Bedford ziggurat proclaiming the triumph of Mammon over serene architecture. Toronto is a low-rise city again, just for tonight, and I shall savour it while it lasts.
ETA: the wind has picked up and the CN Tower is now winking in and out of existence like a mirage-- ghostly there for three seconds with its lights glowing, then gone for ten, then back again, and gone. Immensely cool. And now I can see the weather beacon on the roof of the Canada Life Building on University. It's red and the lights are falling, meaning cloudy and getting cooler. Good old Canada Life Building, with windows that open.
