Our mission: to view every gallery in the Royal Ontario Museum.

We were greeted by a smallish dinosaur, ostensibly tame, but we pushed these kids ahead of us just to be safe.

It was probably a good thing that we stayed clear, because I don’t think they feed the animals very well here.

There was an epic battle right after this shot, but it all happened so quickly that I wasn’t able to catch it on film. The bear won.

We took a brief tour through China on our way to Japan, where we admired the swords and doodles.

Then we headed over to the mammal and biodiversity exhibit where I met this guy (hi George!).

My favourite part is next.

Someday I’ll have a collection like that

Mission:  well, technically I think we failed, but I think I managed to pee in every bathroom in the place, so I’m counting it a victory!

…is a beautiful thing.

(berry berry crepe, side of bacon. Oh my.)

I love you too, sidewalk <3

I have witnessed the heartbreaking despair of an urban pigeon in winter.

He cocked his head, leaned out over the edge of the subway platform.  I could see it in the trembling tension of his tailfeathers - the shuddering horror and seductive allure of the third rail.  I watched, paralyzed, as he made his choice.

I walked slowly home, meditating upon snow.