Surfaces: sand, sadness.
This park is aptly named, as it sits right at the edge of Scarborough, on Victoria Park Road between St. Clair and Eglinton. It’s further east than the average Danforth resident would ever wander, unless they were lost, making a trip to the Home Depot on Curity, or improvising a detour to avoid the DVP.
We were there because we were waiting for the New Mom Project office to open so that we could make a donation. (Something you should do too, by the way.) We had some time, so I checked my phone to see if there were any playgrounds nearby.
A large area of the sports field was fenced off, and some landscaping work was taking place. Well, I assume it was taking place; no workers were actually present, and the area was a mess of mud and discarded office chairs.
The desolate atmosphere might have affected my view on the park, but it was pretty depressing. Virtually nobody was there, even though it was the summer, and wasps seemed to have set up nests beneath the sand somehow. I didn’t even know they could do that.
More disturbing were the tracks in the sand that looked very much like rat tracks. We made our own tracks out of there soon afterwards.
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