Surreal Toronto

I know that there are many who would say that surreal is a normal state of affairs for Toronto.  But down on the waterfront at dawn last week, the juxtaposition of the yellow umbrellas, the beach, the moon and the remnants of a winter snowdrift struck me as being very odd.  The umbrellas in particular fascinated me.  My imagination took over from there, giving flight to the brollies and adding evidence of a sunbather on the frozen beach.

Flight of Fancy