Every weekday morning, bright and early, we feature a photo (or two) from a photographer in the Torontoist Flickr Pool. It's our way of giving the many excellent photographers in our pool the attention they deserve.
Every weekday morning, bright and early, we feature a photo (or two) from a photographer in the Torontoist Flickr Pool. It's our way of giving the many excellent photographers in our pool the attention they deserve.
Best. Memory. Ever. Tuesday, 27 May 1997, ~1:00a:
I was driving back to Rochester, NY, where I lived at the time, along NYS 18 (the main road in this picture). It was a perfectly clear, crisp vernal night. Wistful about having to leave Toronto (it pained me every time), I kept looking over the water at the lights of the city. I started to notice an odd fog in the air between where I was and the skyline. I kept driving, listening to a tape a friend (who then lived above Rotate This!) had just given to me that evening. Al Stewart's "Year of the Cat" came on after a Dire Straits track and Prefab Sprout song had played. Five minutes later, I looked back over at the skyline, and the "fog" was actually the start of a major auroral episode, illuminating the sky above Toronto with rich bands of green. It was the first time I'd seen aurora borealis. I stopped the car, got out, and stood on the roof, just simply dumbstruck with awe. The sky over Rochester, meanwhile, was orange from light pollution, painting the north-to-southeast sky in a mix of green, black and salmon, respectively, with a couple of thin stratus clouds silhouetting against the skylight.
You were right -- I have been knocked off my ass. I've never seen this perspective before, I had never realised we were so... visible!
Wow! I had no idea. Also, a few weeks back, I was driving down the escarpment in Grimsby where you can often see the city far, far way, but that day, everything was totally magnified by the atmosphere (like a harvest moon is) and Toronto looked super-close and foreshortened. Bizarre.
I never get tired of seeing the Toronto skyline from far away, whether it be from the air or the Gardiner or the Island...especially because it signifies "home."