[IanO]

 

[wormwood]

A lamp hums softly, haloed gold,
while fog climbs glass and steel untold.
The tower fades - a ghost made tall
a dream half-seen, above it all.

Edmonton breathes, the world grown still,
the river hushes, frost bites chill.
And through the veil, the skyline gleams -
a city caught between two dreams.

- chatgpt

 

[archited]

^ Not a bad poem by Robot Frost.

 

[IanO]

 

[wormwood]

 

[Glenco]

We have such beautiful trees in this city

 

[Gronk!]

Queen Mary's Market

 

[IanO]

Untouched sky.

 

[constance_chlore]

 

[archited]

^ No wonder people want to see what's on the other side of the horizon.

 

[wormwood]

 

[wormwood]

 

[IanO]

 

[IanO]

 

[IanO]