Union Station in Toronto

A few months ago, one of the Urban Sketchers joked that s/he was stuck
in a waiting room with "nothing" to do...then crossed out the word
"nothing" and replaced it with "sketching." I wish I could remember
who wrote that post, because I think of it often. I've spent a lot of
empty hours at Union Station, but this time, the hour just flew by. I
noticed a dozen beautiful things I'd never seen before: the carved
stonework over the doors and on the top of the columns, the smallness
of the people in that vast space, and the bright angles of sunlight
around the windows. Amazing!