On an overcast Saturday, I took a short ferry ride to Toronto Island, a sandbar just offshore. Supposedly there are no cars permitted on the island (though I saw a truck). I passed a little village of quaint frame houses along the shore at one end with no roads, just wide sidewalks. There are several beaches. The entrance to one had this curious, Edward Gorey-like entrance constructed from willow branches. There's also a small amusement park and petting zoo which do not open until May.
A view of Toronto from the island.
Built in the early 19th century, this lighthouse is no longer on the shore due to the change of the coastline prior to the seawall construction. It sits serenely in a tranquil grove of mature trees.