Happy Mother's Day to all the beautiful, hard-working, wonderful mums the world over!  And especially to mine.  Because she really is an amazing lady, who deserves a lot less grief than the two of us sometimes give her. 

 

 

 

 

 

Breakfast! In which I got back into the kitchen for two whole hours, and the house smelled wonderful.  There's just something I adore about making lots of food for people, especially early in the morning when everybody's still a little sleep-mussed and warm and toasty.  Making food for anybody at anytime is lovely, but breakfast is my favourite.  Accompanied by hand-made menus and good coffee, all in all, it was a very nice morning.

I have really splurged on myself these past few weeks since coming home.  Haha, whoops.  I'm justifying it to myself as post-uni relief/recuperation, and the fact that I've got an income again.

Jill Barber sous le ciel de Toronto at the Winter Garden Theatre; A Danish film with which I'm currently having an affair, that's equal parts beauty, power, and intelligence; Florence by Tocca - Italian bergamot, crushed violets, with notes of pear, ivory gardenia and blonde wood; and two new teas: Raspberry Pineapple (white) & Berry Kiwi Colada (herbal).