See you later, Halifax
I spent the majority of my university years in the West End; a fabulous year Downtown; a wonderful year and a half at mine and Michael’s first apartment in the North End, a brief stint in the South End, and most recently at our first house in Spryfield.
That weekend in Malagash
Every once in a while you have a weekend away that you just can’t shake. You remember it by the way that it feels, rather than the specifics. It feels like a dancing warmth in your toes, that spreads all the way through your heart, up into the cushions around your eyes. You can feel it when you breath, and you can see it when you blink.
A quiet start
Eight degrees was chillier than one might hope for on a June morning, but embracing the cold rain made the temperature fall out of focus.