Yesterday was a work day at the bookstore, followed by errands and a lot of walking. It feels like summer, so I'm grateful for the little cool breeze that wafts my way now and then. On days like this, I'm so happy that I'm surrounded by nature: trees and gardens and grass and the park and the ravine ... and still be living in a great big fabulous city. I'm thinking of doing a memory book, not of people, but of my neighbourhood. It's gestating in my mind.
Meanwhile, a little fun goes a long way.