I went out to Calgary to visit my folks. While I was there, I went around and took some pictures. I never appreciated what Calgary has to offer as much as I did during this trip. In many ways, it’s the opposite of Toronto; the availability of space and access to nature is just one… Continue reading Aly walks around taking pictures of Toronto, and he talks, too | visiting Calgary
Over the March Break, I went home to Calgary for a few days. The visit was too short to do much more than hang out with my family but was long enough to interrupt the things I wanted to do back home in Toronto. Of course, I made a trip to Reid’s and bought a… Continue reading Cucumber Water
On New Year’s Day, -4ºC, my father walked down into the basement, which is my room, turned on the lights, and, in Katchi, softly said, “Aly. Aly, wake up slowly and take your mother to the hospital.” In Katchi, I replied, “Yeah, okay.”
I arrived home last night, at around 3 am. When I walked in, Riel meowed with a voice that sounded either parched or worn. For the next three hours, he kept bunting me, in between rubbing himself all over me. I didn’t get much sleep last night.
Let me start by apologising for the reference to Drake with the title. It’s catchy and rhythmic, though. He must have good writers.
I do a lot of seeing throughout the day. Seeing helps me do my job, get from one place to another, and even, among many other things, helps me write these blog posts. Without seeing, I couldn’t text people, and I would be forced to call them. I would say that I see pretty much… Continue reading Pre-progressive, pseudo-bifocal vision correction
I was looking for some photos tonight and I came across these gems. I put together a quick slideshow for you. I used to really like Wolf Parade.
Coming back to Calgary is always good, in a sense, as it provides some sort of “check-in” for me. Looking through my stuff and thinking about things I’ve forgotten about, passively or actively, gives me a chance to reflect a bit. Last night, I ended up at a cafe that I rarely go to, just… Continue reading Fly Fishing and Photography
I was born and raised in Calgary. I used to know the streets like the back of my hand, with a mitten on. I was able to get things done in the city, because I knew how it worked. Not a lot has changed, but it’s different enough now. It doesn’t really feel like the… Continue reading The First Few Days of My Visit to Calgary
This year, more than most, I’m quite looking forward to visiting with my family over the winter holidays. It hasn’t been that long since I was last in Calgary or since I’ve last seen my family, but I feel like it’s been a long while since I’ve not had to pay for laundry and used… Continue reading Three days until I fly to Calgary for a week