A glimpse

As Michael and I were driving home from his tuba lesson last night along Dupont, we noticed some bright flashes in the darkening vista in front of us. As we approached Ossington, we could see light stands and white studio umbrellas of a photo shoot in an upper story window of a low-rise building.  Contrasted with the deepening night sky, I desperately wanted to get out of the car and shoot some pictures, but it's a crazy intersection and we just kept going.  It was a glimpse of something unexpected, in the midst of a somewhat grimy intersection.  Fresh, white, bright.