Summer Weekend | Toronto Islands
On any given weekend in summer, usually the last place I’d want to be is on the Toronto Islands. Just the thought of interminable ferry line-ups and the horde descending on Centreville amusement park makes me quake with anxiety. But with events taking place at the Canadian National Exhibition grounds and Taste of The Danforth in full swing, the ferry lineup was tame and there were acres to stroll without bumping into people or cyclists (or too many gawkers, like me).
On Saturday afternoon I headed over to my favourite retreats, Ward’s and Algonquin islands with their vibrant cottage-homes, many buffered by vines and wild gardens. There’s a feeling of calm that descends when you wander up and down the small streets (paths, really) that form these residential parts of the islands. I completely, happily, fall victim to the fantasy of living here—grocery lugging, ferry runs in winter and all.