I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: September 2016
So when is it
that summer ends?
Swiftly, or slowly,
from day to a day
with the tick
of the clock,
is it suddenly gone?
Summer to autumn,
pages fall gracefully
from the calendar
like leaves.
Can the warmth
and the weather
last a few more days,
or weeks?
Moments stay, in
other ways.
Will this feeling
last as long
as memories
of summers past?
j.g.l.
An extended weekend of amazing live music and wonderful weather; well, musical performances so great that you forget about the rainy Saturday sandwiched between Friday and Sunday.
The Toronto Urban Roots Festival — in the middle of the city at the tail end of a long hot summer — welcomed performers from across the planet with enthusiastic crowds. With four stages stretched out at Fort York Garrison Commons, the diversity of the line-up meant there was something for every mood, every age and style. There was not a single disappointment to the weekend, not even the rain.
If a picture is worth a thousand words, I’ll just let the photographs tell the story.
Pictured below: The Hives, James Bay, Explosions in the Sky, Whitehorse, Lake Street Drive, The Sheepdogs, Matt Mays, The Sadies, Matthew Good, The New Pornographers.
All images © 2016 j.g. lewis
