As we inch closer and closer to the winter solstice the days seem unbearably short. This morning felt like the first day of spring - blue skies, a light balmy breeze, and cyclists in shorts - but of course by the afternoon the temperature had dropped to a cool 4 degrees.
I took these photos back in the April, when the cherry blossoms in High Park were in full bloom and everywhere you looked were happy crowds enjoying the perfect weather. We had the most lovely dinner picnic, complete with a spread of tasty cheeses, market-fresh bread, local wine, and lots of friends, new and old dropping by. I can't wait until the first days of spring roll around again!
Until then I guess we do have the magical first snowfall, steamy hot chocolate, and twinkly holiday lights to forward to... ;)