Summer's here and I'm ready to play

I was patient. It finally decided to arrive and now that it's here I couldn't be happier.

It's been a day where Spring feels like Summer. And I lived it like it was my last. I adore those days where you get up and just want to feel every moment.

I fully realize that within my few posts I've mentioned the weather quite a few times. But don't you find it has great bearing on how productive or how enjoyable your day turns out!?

I felt like a pretzel. Random, yes, but, oh so delicious.

So, I made my way into the shopping village that comes complete with the sweetest bakeries and mom and pop type shops. Everyone and their dog was out and about and they all seemed to be sporting a smile, even the four legged ones.

I too had a lot to smile about. My lumberjack and I were permitted an evening together, finally. With work and school there haven't been enough hours in the day. As I walked along I felt like bursting; I'm so lucky to have him.

I basked in the sunshine on a bench that appeared to have survived several, hard decades. Unfortunately, the warmed pretzel and grande americano were not as lucky, only surviving mere moments.

The day also permitted a snooze beneath a winter stricken bare oak tree in High Park. The blossoms are there, just awaiting their queue.

Little India was the destination for dinner. The street was flush with vendors and sidewalk sales that sparkled. The sequins and vibrant saris were elegantly flowing in the evening breeze.

Our dinner was just as colourful. Although Gillian pointed out the food was too mild, she wanted to feel the burn. Glancing around the packed buffet house it was clear that they were cooking for a specific clientele, people like me (whimps).

Everything seems to be thriving again.

The blossoms have the right idea; it's just about the right time to come out to play.