A rainy SUNDAY after a rainy week. A torrential week, but such a good one. I was knee deep in family time, my two small nieces staying with me – all cuddles and laughs and Weet Bix for breakfast, loud feet clumping up and down the stairs and bright little Converse sneakers by the door.
In between airport drop-offs for my parents and a SO AMAZING indulgent dinner at Hart’s Yard with my bro and his lady (where I ate most of the poutine and all of the honey-and-milk soft serve with nutty crumble), I found an hour or so at lunch to get to a yoga class and then ‘read my book’* on the couch for a while. Much needed, I tell you.