Overlooking King West, it’s a quiet Toronto morning with polite nods to the neighbours and strategic placement of the skin so as to maximize colour.
It’s been a quiet weekend, actually. The only exception being a fun evening with sangria, grey goose and my two partners in crime. A celebration for a year without any law society complaints but really just an excuse to socialize.
The summer months relax me. Eat, Pray, Love. I’m trying it out. The small lessons from the book, that is.
