where all your yesteryears are buried deep

"I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved 
and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, 
leave it the fastest way you can. 
Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour 
because it is dead. 
Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, 
formidable from a distance."
- Meryl Markham in West with the Night


pardon my two month hiatus.
the month of september was quite the ride.
a lot of changes and events.

i have approximately one gazillion photos to update you with.

but one for now.
here is a photo of our super beautiful trip to the rockies last month.
one to put in the books for overall amazing.


the ultimate sophistication

"Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication"
- Leonardo da Vinci


new york no. 4:

the day we walked the Brooklyn Bridge and back....

something about this bridge that gets me every time.
i think it has to do with the extreme symmetrical beauty of it all.
i'm a sucker for some perspective line shots.


the opposite of love is indifference

"Associate yourself with people of good quality, for it is better to be alone than in bad company."
- Booker T. Washington


new york no. 3:

1// the oh-so-beautiful Mondrian Soho
2// the routine refill stop at Muji
3// subway exits
4// pretty sites at The Highline

ps. in love with this little short love story to/of/in toronto. (love bicyclette too!)
pps. listening to this and this.
ppps. boy vs man


don't kill my vibe

new york no. 2:

on our first day, we spent the day walking all over soho.
nibbling here and there. shopping. exploring boutiques.
a great, full day.

1// brunch at peels
2// sarah matchy-matchy with the street
3// mcnally jackson bookstore
4// saturdays surf NYC back patio (hidden gem!)
5// delicious cold pressed juice at butchers daughter
6// butchers daughter


some other sign

“One need never leave the confines of New York to get all the greenery one wishes—
I can’t even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there’s a subway handy, 
or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life.” 
― Frank O’Hara


new york no. 1:

hi! the month of june was absolutely insane.
insane, in the membrane... insane in the brain.

but will now get to share some photos of my most recent trip
to the ever so lovely/lively NYC.

whenever i visit this favoured city, i usually go with a list of places i'd like to visit.
usually of drooled-over restaurants, cafes, and little stores i can't find in toronto.
this place was on that list - only because i've heard good things.
so naturally, we (me + my two friends Sarah and Sarah) went the very first day.

less seats than i can count on my hands, but great coffee.
a bicycle on the ceiling for decor. great latte art! and in a really convenient area.


it is really all in your mind

just got back from cancun, mexico.
feeling refueled, regrouped, and revitalized.

the trip was pretty much on par for perfect timing.
i, just, so. needed. it.

and now... preparing for a trip to nyc this weekend.
talk about a crazy start to the summer.


link love:
+ listening to: this. and this.
+ reading: this. and this. (she's so funny).
+ need to watch: this. and this.


each of them means a different thing

“There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing.
There is the silence that comes with morning in a forest,
and this is different from the silence of a sleeping city.
There is silence after a rainstorm, and before a rainstorm, and these are not the same.
There is the silence of emptiness, the silence of fear, the silence of doubt."
 ― Beryl Markham, West with the Night


my sister at Mokka Cafe. one of my fav photos of her.

ive been super, super busy. but some things are coming up to look forward to.
a group of ten of us leave this weekend for a tropical vacation.
and when i return, i visit nyc.

i often (like clockwork) feel a need to escape to refuel.
how i love my city. but how i love to leave it and come back.

a getaway - time and space - to become normal again.
and i know i need that refueling right about now.

i just want it all to begin now. like this instant!

p.s watching this. makes me want to go to LA again.


sometimes i still miss you

the view of the city from polson pier.


oh toronto, summer is such a good time for you to come out and play.
ready for you. 


the halves that halve you in half

I didn't realize it would sometimes be more than whole, 
that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea.
Because it's the halves that halve you in half. 
I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; 
the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.
- Anna in Like Crazy


yesterday's Victoria Day consisted of dim sum, coffee, and repotting.

look at my little green babes.
a little new soil and sun to liven them up.

... i'm having a serious love affair with each and every one of them.


making islands where no island should go

iceland no. 11:

and the rest.

the last bit of photos of iceland.
randoms of my favourites.

1// a spontaneous adventure somewhere off the ring road.
2// delicious icelandic tapas at Foretta in Reykjavik. our fave meal of the whole trip.
3// our (serious) dream of an apartment we stayed in for one night.
4// cool wood wall at a pit stop by geysir.
5// yet, another spontaneous adventure somewhere off the ring road.
6// some beautiful icelandic horsies we saw, stopped to meet, and swooned over.
7// rest stop architecture. imagine if the rest stops between toronto to ottawa looked like this.

i think re-visiting iceland comes into my brain at least once a day.
can't wait to go again. one day.

now. time to start posting whats been recently going on!