Monday

The Rain

This morning I woke up to rain. Dark, cold, wet to your bones rain. Rain that makes everything feel damp, like the ocean spitting on you when your on a boat and the only thing that will warm you up and dry you out is a fire crackling in the hearth.

I love fall... those crisp, cold days where you can see your breath and you have to bundle up with a scarf and a touque and a warm woolen coat and when you're hacking your horse she's looking like a fire-breathing dragon.

But not today, today was one of those days you put on your rubber boots and your rain jacket and you embrace the weather because it will prevail.




Wednesday

home sweet home

the beach. the gardens. the sushi. family.

Vancouver. You are so beautiful.

Did I mention the beach?

It's my bliss.