Just your typical Sunday afternoon in Toronto (in February).
This shot required the removal of my gloves… and I paid for it (I was not made for Canadian winters).
But it was worth it.
—Peter.
Just your typical Sunday afternoon in Toronto (in February).
This shot required the removal of my gloves… and I paid for it (I was not made for Canadian winters).
But it was worth it.
—Peter.
Prosophos 
I like the tones, contrast, and motion of this one.
We now formally challenge your family to a toboggan duel–which is comprised of I’m not sure what. But we will win. Because tobogganing is not just something we do SOME of the time…For us, it is a way of LIFE.
Consider the proverbial mittens…OFF.
-M.
You’re on!
How to go about the duel? Easy, follow our homeland customs:
We shall place a wager on this, using our children as collateral.
Then we will meet halfway between Edmonton and Toronto in the cultural Mecca of Winnipeg and build a great pavilion using whale ribs and jaw bones wrapped in caribou skin. Adjacent to the pavilion we will fashion a towering hill using freshly excavated tundra and wait for a punishing snowfall.
Then, and only then, we will toboggan until there is only one man (or woman) left standing next to the driftwood.
I anxiously await your acceptance of the terms.
We accept your terms.
We are setting out by snowshoe……Now.
We’re already there, sucking on tree sap to survive.
Heh heh…you shall suck a LONG time Prosophos…
(Don’t approve this…I just couldn’t resist!!!)
🙂