We are enjoying a glorious, sunny Victoria Day weekend here in Toronto.
Probably the one thing we haven’t done since we arrived is to just ‘chill’ around our home. After too long doing too many wonderful things, we decided we needed a rest cure. What I can’t quite get over is really being able to feel as if we are on holiday whilst staying at home!
Yesterday’s long, lazy brunch at Quigleys on Queen Street gave way to an afternoon on the Balmy Beach, which more than lived up to its name!
A cool breeze comes up off the water as the never-crowded shore plays host to beachcombers, a guitarist on the rocks, canoeists, games of volleyball. . . In the background there is a gentle but ceaseless flow of promenaders along Boardwalk. Further back again, in the shade of trees now summer-green, cyclists and roller-bladers make speedier progress along the Martin Goodman trail.
This morning we breakfasted on our balcony, looking out at the trees and gardens of the street behind our house. Paul is now ensconced in the hammock. Later we will head for the beach again, taking an evening pic-nic with us. Tonight the skies over Ashbridge’s Bay will explode with multi-coloured stars in Celebration of Canada’s historical and current ties with Britain.