Sunday sunset walks. There’s something contemplative about Sunday evenings – the week is officially coming to a close and weekend fun is winding down. The neighbourhood seems even more peaceful than usual as everyone gears up for the week ahead. Now that it’s a lot less buggy at dusk, I’ve been loving our sunset walks and watching the glowbugs as we return home. Have a lovely week everyone!
A good roll in the grass. We’ve had a pretty hot and sticky summer so far but the past few days have been dry and warm with gentle breezes and cool nights – perfection. Dr. Panda prescribes this little dance to show your appreciation, preferably as often as possible. Have a wonderful, sunny weekend everyone!
I was very excited to answer the doorbell this morning because I knew that if I was lucky it would be the very latest in Pure Green goodness – and it was! Volume 3! I’d already gotten very well acquainted with this issue through the project files but it’s always a real treat to see and feel it all on paper, as it was intended. It’s a beautiful issue – fantastic stories, guides, tips and as always, amazing photography. Speaking of photography, Christian did a beautiful job photographing one of our features (A Moveable Feast), which was written and styled by the very talented Michelle Diamond. Michelle came to our place back in May laden with beautiful food and styled up a gorgeous spread just for us (her recipes are equally gorgeous, I can say this definitively because I got to eat some of said amazing food afterwards). She takes us on a guided tour of some beautiful Quebec cheeses and accompanying artisanal products, for a summer picnic how-to that’s not to be missed.
I am also absolutely loving the planisphere insert that our very own talented Bess designed exclusively for this issue – I can’t wait for a clear night so I can try it out. Finding that little tear-out DIY gift amongst the pages reminds me of being a kid, and really what could be more fun in the summertime than feeling child-like again. I hope you enjoy our new issue, we’re very proud of it! You can subscribe to Pure Green here or feel free to check out our wonderful stockists here.
Pancakes for dinner. With fresh strawberry sauce and maple syrup. Also, there was bacon. The end.
Some Mondays start off real ordinary and then a dear friend drops by and then you go out for lunch and then she takes you and Panda for a hike up a mountain and then you go home and eat cherries together and suddenly, your day was awesome.
I was thrilled to be invited by the lovely, indefatigable, positively ebullient Jessika of Oh My! Handmade Goodness to become a monthly contributor! I am joining the ranks of a stupendous group of talented folks and I’m so honoured and pleased to be among them. Once a month I’ll be posting some graphics goodness so if you have any special requests, don’t be shy to leave a note in the comments. First post is up right here. Thank-you so much, Jessika!
Sweet, sweet anticipation. Knowing what’s coming can be as good as actually getting to it, sometimes. Have a wonderful, sunny weekend everyone!
Bronwyn and Andreas are two of the hardest-working people you might meet. They run a bakery, have adorable twin toddler boys and are in the process of taking over Montreal and beyond with their gorgeous, authentic pretzels. When Bronwyn contacted me about their pretzel business I was really excited to help them out – not only had they given much time and thought to their plans, but they were revving up for an appearance at the Montreal Beer Festival and Bronwyn was determined to make it all come together with a unified identity.
It started with a fresh new name and took off from there. We chatted and brainstormed together and it was great – I’m so lucky to have clients with impeccable taste. We wanted to avoid any typical pretzel visual traps and steer away from anything that felt too traditional. Bronwyn was inspired by modern design with a touch of vintage and nostalgia, so we developed a round crest/stamp with a minimalist pretzel icon, clean typography and a textured background reminiscent of old-world bistro blackboards.
I got a little carried away thinking of all the possibilities – I couldn’t help myself. Can’t you just imagine the wax paper, stickers, pretzel boxes, napkins…? So much fun.
Snack-lovers: be sure to drop by, say hello and try a pretzel or three – there’s nothing like enjoying some delicious treats AND supporting a local business. Bronwyn and Andreas, I can’t wait to see where you go with this – I know you are destined for home-baked greatness! Thanks again, I’m looking forward to our next delicious project together :)
Montreal is a bit of a small place. Stick around long enough and you get to know pretty much everybody. Back in the day, this meant that sometimes I would avoid making eye contact on public transportation, for fear of running into someone I barely knew and having to small-talk it all the way to my destination. Sounds grinchy, sure, but it was handy.
Twelve years ago, give or take a few days, on a sticky, humid Montreal evening, I was on my way home from dinner with a friend. I got on the metro, sat down, forgot not to look up and there was Christian, looking at me, trying to figure out where he knew me from. We looked at each other for a fraction of a second too long – pretending like it never happened was not an option. Curses, I thought. There goes my solitary ride home. We started chatting and I figured out pretty quickly that we were going to the same stop (drat) AND that he would be waiting for and taking the same bus as me too (double drat). It was pretty much the worst-case scenario of small-talkiness. Look what happens when you look at people, I said. And now he knows where you live, I said. Dumb, dumb, dumb, I said.
This story? TEXTBOOK MORAL STORY. As in, don’t-wish-you-avoided-a-person-on-the-metro-because-you-may-just-marry-them kind of story. I sure learned my lesson. Happy anniversary, baby. I love you.