Summertime occupies Ashbridges Bay before the autumn chill arrives.
Currents from Scarborough dune, scenic aggregate, fortify grounds transformed, project marshland in the 1790's.
Sarah Ashbridge acquired the water's edge; large marshland from the mouth of Don. Decades left Toronto polluted. Drained five square kilometers – cleaned up, waste filled it in.
Games underway on the sands of Instagram. The main attractions: nets, picnic(s), lifeguard stations and Blue Flag swimming year-round. One-stop to-do list: at the beach sits the other side of lakeshore.
Honing their skills near large concrete railed and recessed fixtures, cardinal and goldfinch perch, naturalized on Instagram's headland.
Man-made now spreads various microorganisms to the city. Biodiversity illuminates the possibilities! Won't stunning people flock to multi-use quick bird watching washrooms, change rooms, fire pit and outdoor shower?
Toronto vendors: take our parks!
found among 'Parking It: Ashbridges Bay Park', A blog posted September 7, 2016, by
WaterfrontToronto.ca
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