There were a lot of weddings.
Which meant a ton of time spent with the best of buds. This was snapped well after the dance floor had been dismantled at Camp Wakonda. I think every Summer wedding should be followed by a bonfire.
My brother and his boyfriend came to visit for World Pride. So we went on Ru Paul’s Drag Race boat cruise, obviously.
Shantay, sail away (oh and I went back to being a redhead)
There were cottage chills (Oh, Inver)
Sometimes maybe a little too chill.
Fun times in the city were sort of few and far between this summer. Partly because we only ever wanted to party on the Island (more below) and also because my new job kept me so busy.
That’s right – I finally got my dream job and flew to NYC for the uptake. Literally ran into this wall on my morning run through Greenpoint one day and took a moment to reminisce about how far I had come. (Never give up!)
This new human came into existence and life is all the better for it. Eva Catherine, my niece/god-daughter/middle-namesake and I met for the very first time this summer. I think she’s going to be a ginger like her Auntie.
After the Arcade Fire concert I went to The Ex and somehow managed to get on every ride for free. When they shut down the park we ran into the darkened fun house like hooligans.
I finally got aboard my good friend’s boat for a Magic Hour cruise and lake swim. Before this day I had never swam in Lake Ontario. We sailed over to the “clean” side of the island and dropped anchor. One, two, three and we were in and it was awesome.
Marina hangs were the hands-down highlight of the Summer. Whenever we’d all go over – inevitably too late to sail or swim – we’d light a fire on the beach or mosey over to the Upper Deck Bar, where there’s always live music on the outdoor patio. I can’t think of any other place in Toronto where outdoor dancing is such a regular thing. Boat culture in this city rules, how did it take me so long to figure that out?
I can’t believe Summer’s over, but Fall is shaping up to be great too, so there’s that.