Seen From Above
When I was a kid, I was no different than most of you. I would imagine having the ability to fly.
I would picture myself high up there, whizzing back and forth in large trajectories, and taking in the views from above. I would travel great distances quickly, feeling the soft rush of air across my face.
On certain days, when I am driving in Toronto traffic, I revisit having this made-up ability to fly. It would be so enjoyable to be able to fly high above the streets.
I bet the views would be great seen from above.
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Intersection at Yonge and Dundas Streets, Toronto
Rosedale Valley Road, Toronto
View of Dundas Street, Toronto
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Nice shots. I wish I could fly. Better yet I wish I could fly AND land. Safely.
How did you get those pics? Where you suspended on a wire above Dundas St. Also, what are all those people on the NW corner (in front of what used to be a bank) looking at? Was something going on across at the mall? Very good, bright picture Stéfan.
Lise
Very cool shots from elevation Stefan–excellent series. I wish I still had the imagination of my childhood.
I used to pretend that I was SuperMan’s wife. I was a crazy child! What child thinks of being a wife when they are only 6? (rolling my eyes)
Love the pics! They are soooo clear! And were you flying? How did you get those shots?
Rêver de voler, se sentir léger, capable de passer au dessus des montagnes et traverser les océans , rêve impossible, rêve d’enfants, yndrôm de Peter Pan . Qu’il est bon de garder cette part d’enfant qui reste au fond de notre inconscient , sans oublier le sens des priorités nous et ceux qui nous entoure . Les photos sont belles, j’adore le tramway et cette rue bordée d’arbres . Merci Stefan .