post crossfit satisfaction. happy canada day. treats in the hometown.
toes in the water, ass in the sand. rooftop patios. team bonding at the jays game.
cityline. crew love under the lights. cowabunga, dude. -k
Ola June. While the city was sunning and swigging back Stella’s, I was sitting in a host workshop on this summery Sunday. The minute the last basketball buzzer sounds on the season, my everyday escapades slightly shift a smidge.
As a matter of fact, I’m a very private person. If you know me through my workaholic world then that may sound like a fib but it’s a true tale. When the NBA season comes to a close on my end I crave just that; a little bit of shhh. A little salt and pepper shake-up of disappearance and non-existence. I spent the first two weekends of the summer in the same hoodie, sipping on suds and collecting moments. Moments are pretty rad. I was challenged once by a friend to recognize the little things in my days and I realized that it really drops you into a state of simplicity. It cleans up the mumble jumble of city chaos that has built up inside of you. And simple is one of my favourite words as you may have hinted from previous posts. These pictures captured that simple something. -k