Big churches of downtown Kingston. At some point soon, I’ll start covering the more modest churches North of Princess (NOP) here in Kingston — much more interesting, IMO, in their variety and scrappiness than these stately limestone churches.







Big churches of downtown Kingston. At some point soon, I’ll start covering the more modest churches North of Princess (NOP) here in Kingston — much more interesting, IMO, in their variety and scrappiness than these stately limestone churches.







Today, inventorying independently owned convenience stores in the North of Princess area of Kingston; bounded (roughly) by Princess St. to the south, John Counter to the north, Leroy Grant to the west and Montreal St. to the east.










Dawn at the Parish Centre

Community Garden

Hairy Stool? Talk To Your Doctor.

Purple Fence Flowers

Now That’s A Doorbell

Spooky Lights (Bagot St., Garage, taken from Brock St. parking lot)

WE
GROW
HAIR!

Blank Wall
I was dogsitting for a while, so while walks continued, stewarding a giant hound doesn’t lend itself to stopping and taking pictures.

Orange flowers, drooping flamingo

Wood siding on a brick house.

Makeshift Door Fix

Chalk House Art. I keep reading “Current 93” but that’s more my love of arcane neo-folk than anything.

My new friend Cassius Thunderpots

Mom, Where Do Bedbugs Come From?

Lost Creep
Saw a pretty yellow flower up the street and thought “you know, just for a change of pace, let’s do ‘yellow’ today.”














Tiniest Gallery: Evolution

Raggedy Dunk

Service Berry

I Guess The Youth Are Limited After All

I Don’t Want To Break It To The Lady Who Lives In This House But Dogs Can’t Read

Not A Book Store, A Book Stove

Kingston Has Great Trails

One Love

Stanchions

Tower Power


My New Friend, Tracey Barista

Quick Sew


Whole Lotta Vines (1-2)

My Wife Told Me What Kind Of Flower This Is But I Have Already Forgotten, Some Things Stick and Others Don’t I Guess

Franklin “Flip” Flanagan, last of the boxing lineage the Fightin’ Fencepost Flanagans.

Holiday hangover

As a Queen’s employee I am contractually obliged to point out tricolour when I see it occurring naturally, sorry

Sinister Door

Lawn Lion


My New Pal, Spiff Tenderloin. Fun fact: I know all cats’ true names upon meeting them or shortly after. Whatever this cat’s human thinks it is named… it is Spiff Tenderloin.

Hangin’ shoes. I don’t know why I photograph these.

Rock Climbing Tree

Hidden Sculpture

Sidewalk Snail

They Say Some Of These Little Libraries Are Kind Of Right-Leaning But I Don’t Know If I Buy It

Dead tree / haunted lantern

Flamed Sign

Red Gate

Window Saint

Nice Doors