My adventure in Toronto started beneath the stained glass of Casa Loma, where colour and craftsmanship slowed the pace and set a reflective tone. From there, the experience widened at Niagara Falls, as mist and movement filled the air and shifted my sense of scale. Later, high above the city at the CN Tower, winter muted the landscape into stillness, offering distance and clarity. The journey concluded at the intersection of Bloor and Queens, where a historic church stood grounded among modern towers a final moment where past and present shared the same frame.
