Not Quite Gilligan’s Island and The Ruins of Something Along Route 28

It was late when I left for home cause I went to photograph the girl’s softball game and

because the Bigelow Blvd. ramp was closed, I had to follow a lengthy detour.

I found myself in bumper to bumper traffic at a standstill on one of the most awful roads- Route 28.         It is ALWAYS under construction.

And there I saw this abandoned boat along the  busy highway.

It took  my mind of my impatience at not being home yet, having to wait.

I wondered how it got there.  To whom did it belong?

It’s like being in a coffee shop and suddenly understanding why someone writing a screenplay is sitting there, working.  A snippet of conversation overheard. You write a script.  You get ideas.

I heard the guy say to the woman at the next table, “You have a certain lyrical unexpectedness.”  (inaudible response from her) Him again, ” I played in a bar last night.”

So what’s the story of the boat?  And the next scene just a few feet later, a few more car lengths down?

abandoned boat

or the next scene when the traffic stopped again.  These scenes  just make you wonder.

Or if I hadn’t been stopped, would I have seen them?

Architectural Ruins

9 thoughts on “Not Quite Gilligan’s Island and The Ruins of Something Along Route 28

  1. You rarely see boats abandoned. Don’t they usually sink before they get so bad that one would abandon it? 2 thought-provoking photos, Ruth. I know I would never have seen them if I were driving and there was no traffic tie-up.

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  2. Traffic is brutal in Toronto; they always manage to do construction on similar directions virtually shutting the city down in areas! I started riding my bike because a 10 minute drive took 60 on Monday! You see a lot more when you’re on a bike and you get free exercise (and the 8km ride is never more that 25 minutes!)

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  3. One of the primary reasons I write is to release all of those little conversations and ideas that seem to crop up from nowhere inside my brain. I fear (suspect) that if I didn’t let them get out, I would go insane. (Literally.) Small discoveries are worth the angst it sometimes takes to find them, non?

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