Sometimes I forget how beautiful Toronto really is. Sure, the city is no New York and the beaches don't have white sand and clearwater, but how much more can we ask for? Spending Canada Day on the island made me realize how much I love Toronto and how I wouldn't want to live anywhere else in the world. Happy birthday, Canada.
On an unrelated note, I want to start writing more again. This blog has turned into a photolog, and I mean, I'm neither a photographer or a writer, but if anything, the latter is what I enjoy doing and should do more of. We'll see how that goes.