I'm going to bed now. Really I am. It's almost midnight, I'm very rarely up this late.
But before bed, first a ridiculous amount of photos of our day. It started slow, at home. There was some computer stuff (working, reading and listening). There was some swimming. There was even naps.
Then we hit the town. Discovering areas we haven't been and taking in the sights and sounds of The Montréal Jazz Festival. When we came home, hours later and past bedtimes, we had another swim to cool off from the heat of the day.
Summer. It was delicious.
If you ever have the chance to visit Montréal in the summer, you should run, not walk to that chance. I really had no idea how much awaited our family here. And there was so much that we left unexplored, undiscovered. Another time.
I have one more post of Montréal photos. I'll be posting those in the next couple days from my new home in the woods, where I will be living another reality entirely. I'll meet you there.
Brienne barely fitting a roll in her mouth