top of the morning to you. when intention to blogette early lost its battle with epic laziness, we have now been forced to excuse ourselves from the wine- and weed-fueled wii tournament to post. just because we promised.
in truth, we’re grateful for the reprieve. as expected, we’ve had to take a moment or two to ourselves during this week at the cottage en famile; breathe, centre, all that bullshit. it hasn’t exactly been smooth sailing.
an end of the day photography bike ride and now a dutchie and blogette to myself under the stars. the stars! the shooting stars! you forget how breathtaking the sky is when you live in a city. you really do forget what’s up there. if bras and ranties lived underneath this sky every night, we’d be a fuck-lot more creative. we’d find peace by looking up. we’d make love outside. we’d dream more. until such time, we will continue to wish upon a star from downtown toronto, only to realize our wish just flew away on that jumbo jet.