summer afternoons, exploring the city

I am continually amazed by this city. most of the time, we just wander.
 we found an old apartment building with all its doors unlocked, crawled out the first floor window and climbed the fire escape until the top. inside, there was an artist's studio amidst the construction debris, chock full of sculptures and paintings of outer space and old printers and sheets of drywall.
that's the kind of thing I crave, those discoveries.

 hot air balloon sighting

 on the sidewalk

 bekah got a haircut

 the bike dump, downtown

 "Monday: Wimmin & Queer" 

 some of my favourite places in the Exchange District 

july long

we ran away this weekend, spent the end of june sprawled out on the beach and dipped our toes into july's shoreline. we took a boat out to the cliffs where the rope swing is and watched the northern lights over the lake in the middle of night, abandoned our clothing and ran straight into the waves. we watched the boys shooting fireworks on the shore and rode our bicycles to the gelato shop in town and read books around the fire and sang everything at the top of our lungs. such lovely people, everything I needed.
happy canada day.

 sun veins 

  

 touching pregnant kimmy's tummy

 canadian beaches have never heard of palm trees

 my beautiful sister

came home with light hair and skin that burned from being kissed so fiercely by the sun.