365: Red; Abandoned Again

Nope. Not a hockey rink. Its what devastation looks like - devastation when a mucky-muck US retailer, which hasn't bothered to know the market it presumes to move in to, doesn't even bother trying, and basically recreates the crappy big-box that was previously there, has all that totally backfire in about two years.

Was Zellers, was Target, is now a big, sucking hole in the portfolios of so many malls across Canada. But at least this company paid their CEO a huge bonus for totally, utterly, catastrophically screwing up, before they paid the minimum-wage employees across the country, who depended on the pittance they were making here...

365: Red; It's That Time of the Decade Again

Once every decade or so, our city's hockey team gets itself into the playoffs (this is Canada; we say it's not themselves - because a team is one thing... but I digress)

Last time was 2013 and it was all sorts of debauchery, public drunkenness, lots and lots of naked boobs - because beer plus normally self-respecting females apparently makes for "Sure you can post my naked breasts to Twitter/Instagram/Facebook, and I won't even regret it until I remember the Internet never forgets...

I like this sedate little display, even if it looks a bit like a wash line. I'm not at all sure about the blue and white stuffies...

365: Red; Hot Stuff

This is my basket of hot stuff; hot water bottle (filled, because I don't like to waste the water, so I just re-boil what's in there) and two hot-yoga towels.

The first time you go to hot yoga, you will feel like you're going to die, and you're pretty sure you're never going back. In my case, my daughter got me to agree to a 30-day hot yoga challenge. It's a commitment, let me tell you, to dive right in to 30 days in a row. In June. When it's already hot outside.

After the 30 days though, when you're all flexible and your skin is soft like a baby's - true story; all your dead skin cells slough off thanks to the salt in your sweat - and you're used to the heat, and you've had a couple of interesting experiences because you ate too close to class time, you actually do want to go back.

As for that hot water bottle, who doesn't love one of those!?

No, I don't have a good reason for storing this stuff in a raffia basket in my bathroom.

365: Red; Greenslades

I dunno. I just thought it was hilarious to have a red bin when your company name has "green" in it.

I've been staring at this thing and the graffiti on it, for weeks and weeks trying to figure out what "blocks" means and what the image is, or is meant to represent. It reminds me of Casper the Ghost for some reason.

The whole thing is a mass of contradictions.

365: Red; MechanoTree

More building and building and building... three little homes that were old, and dwarfed by the two huge condos next door, and the new-ish, huge grocery store across the street, were torn down over the winter, to be replaced by this huge metal growth.