Summer Story

Summer always seems to whiz by so quickly.

Happy Hour meet-up with a group of fascinating women. On a rooftop of course.

Slowly creeping up on us, and then with a bang – all the activities happen. It’s like summer gets impatient – waiting all year behind the scenes, then bursting onto the stage with fireworks, beach trips, and backyard BBQs like it’s got something to prove.

The days are longer, but somehow feel shorter because we’re racing to make the most of each one. Social calendars fill up fast – everyone seems to want to squeeze in reunions, road trips, festivals, and patio nights before the season fades.

Khatsahlano Street Party 2025.  This is what happens in July when we Vancouverites have a Juneuary.

We take it all in because just like a summer romance, something in us knows it’s fleeting. Summer carries this golden-hour magic that we chase because we know it won’t stay. It’s like we’re trying to bottle the sunlight, laughter, and late-night breezes before the rhythm of routine and colder days creep back in.

Speaking of Festivals…

Looking forward to Folk Fest this weekend.

Do you feel like you’re getting enough out of this summer? Or does it feel like it’s flying past too fast for you to catch?

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