On the last weekend of June, we packed two coolers, a couple bags, our camping gear and our dog into the back of our car and made our way to Ontario to visit Justin’s family and the farm. We drove over 3,400km through three provinces across four-and-a-half days to get there.

Halfway through 2020, the summer we spend most of the year waiting for arrives. It brings with it the full weight of joyful promises and optimistic mountain objectives from summers past, and our muscles ache not from bracing ourselves against winter’s bitter chill, but from throwing ourselves wholeheartedly into the warmest days we’ll have all year.

A window into our lives at the start of the COVID-19 pandemic.

Albeit true, it is cliché to say that the world has changed since I initially had this post sitting in my drafts, when January & February passed us by, but March seemed to last forever.