Finally Spring


Must. Resist. Donut pun.


Move over, Winter. There’s a new kid in town.

I breathed a sigh of relief as we transitioned from winter to spring yesterday. Spring! Just the sound of the word makes me smile. And to celebrate, I woke up early, strapped on my running shoes and ran.  I ignored the fact that there were mounds and mounds of snow and sneaky icy patches on the sidewalks. Ain’t nothing gonna hold me down. I didn’t bring my GPS watch or even look at the time; I just ran with a big smile on my face. It wasn’t even painful– I felt like I could run forever (as long as I didn’t meet any hills).

And so, out with the moody, forlorn, wintry posts. There’s no room for them because spring is for flowers and crop tops, faux-bling and high-waisted satin pants….

xx kc lea

ps — i behooves me to note that i think i’ve struck a balance between “homer simpson” and “fugly unfashion”…. success!!!! my life’s work is complete.

time flies

doesn’t it though?

the last i posted, i was on my way to paradise. i have long since returned to reality but thought today we might all be able to use an escape.

as it were, paradise is approximately five hours away from toronto, as the crow flies.

don’t trust me to know (or google) what that means.

what an idyllic setting for an organic farm.

and what a beautiful farmer.

but mainly i come for the icecream.

xx katty lea