Summer love…or loving summer
Ah summer, in Canada an all too brief season which, due to the broad lack of air conditioning, gets old almost as fast as winter. But just as there are things that I love about winter (frozen snot not being one of them) there are tons of things I love about summer too.
Coming across weddings at least once a week. All those people so excited, rushing around with smiles on their faces. And the dresses, it’s like a fashion show in the park.
Drinking my morning tea outside. Except for yesterday when my morning tea was interrupted by the biggest spider I’ve ever seen…and it jumped.
Fresh fruit slathered in cream. Heavy table cream not whipped so it can soak into the strawberries, and blueberries, and (my all time favorite) blackberries.
People hanging out outside. Montreal really does come alive in the summer when people emerge from their winter cocoons and bask outside during two-hour lunches and four-hour dinners.
Festivals. The jazz festival, the comedy festival, the fireworks festival, the film festival, and all those random festivals which just seem to pop up at random across the city.








This is a festival kinda town too. Lots of them this summer, but I haven’t gone to one…..maybe I will.