Sometimes all you really need to do to feel you are living somewhere is to walk. The other day instead of taking the bus, I walked about 40 minutes home and cut through the Cabbagetown neighbourhood or thereabouts.
A little trompe l’oiel?
A chilled breakfast on a beautiful sunny summer morning: overnight oats with diced peaches in a jar to finish the remains of some almond butter. And oh yes, this was my first “oats in a jar” as inspired the foodie blogosphere. It was actually good way to get the bottom of the nut butter, but it was hard to mix the night before without making a mess since my jar was on the smaller side! Mm, this tasted like peach crumble.
Finally, a (poor) shot of lightning on a hot summer night. It is hard to capture lightning on camera, but I tried 🙂