The beautiful season in it’s last mile. The backyard still green and welcoming. My terrasse in the plain sunshine, with fresher days. The apartment his smelling a mix of northern oxygen and fresh tomatoes pasta. A lot here, reminds me of my childhood in Quebec City. The comfort of the outdoors, the inspiring homemade food, the laughter late at night. Every ongoing projects to make our home better was a routine has a child. Here, I never stopped to upgrade the flat to make it our own. Changing cupboards doors knobs, repainting each room one by one over time, fixing curtains or growing a bunch of plants. It as been a trip.