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“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

“Yet, here I was, journeying towards the one place that churned (my anxiety) more than any turbulence could. Home.” - word from Adetutu Tayo from Kauna in Ponmo is a bird, Collection of Stories

what feels like the most liminal space is the home I grew up in. my parents’ home.
my home?
whenever I return, it feels both comforting and uncomfortable. I longed for freedom, and now that I have it, I yearn for home. but not exactly how I had it.

I yearn for a home filled with love. a home surrounded by greenery. a home that pours into me physically, emotionally, spiritually. a home where I can uncover how silly I am. where I can cry because something hurt. a home where I can just be me. a home where I can become.

my favourite part of this one was always what surrounds it. the outside.

Lagos, April 2026.

#liminalspaces #home #lagos

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

a vvv slow reading week for me. grateful for the moments I reconnect with reading no matter how much or how little.

#currentlyreading & enjoying Ponmo is a bird and other stories

#booksbooksbooks #bookstagram #africanliterature #shortstories

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

These photos were taken before my phone died. Some time between 6-7pm. Great time. I won’t forgive the bugs tho.

After some time away, it felt right to return with a conversation about “the messy middle” - the uncomfortable, uncertain, deeply human space between where you’ve been and where you’re trying to go.

In this episode, @mofisedition and I talk about growing pains, identity shifts, self-abandonment, rebuilding trust in yourself, and learning how to exist in the in-between without rushing to become someone else.

No neat conclusions.
Just an honest conversation about becoming.

The podcast is officially back 🤎

Growing Pains is out now 🎧

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#thisisourspc #growingpains #messymiddle #TorontoCreators #becoming

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

being an immigrant kinda feels like existing in this liminal space
and the most liminal space is the transition between home and home.

Lagos (and a bit of Toronto) in April 🤎

#liminalspaces #home #toronto #lagos

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

I started and finished my 11th book last week: A meal is a meal by Nnamdi Anyadu. I wasn’t into it initially but the stories got better. Short stories are so fun to read cause you get to meet new characters after a few pages.

#whatireadthisweek #whatireadinaweek #books #booksbooksbooks #bookstagram

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

for the love of beautiful skies, sunsets, & longer days!

#toronto
#sunset
#goldenhourphotography

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

most things I ate at home.
im definitely a creature of habit. I’ll eat the same thing over and over. these are most of my fave foods. only thing missing that I didn’t eat a lot of was moin moin 💔

I fell more in love with rice and (ofada) stew 🥹

Can you tell what my fave thing to eat is? 😅

share some recommendations pls 🙏🏾 looking for African, Canadian, & other non-American centered books. Open to fiction and non-fiction.

#bookstagram #bookstagrammer #books #canlit

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

(a bluish) Toronto in March.

In March, I intended to capture blues in Toronto and I found them in the sky and the water, held within the city. All the water photos were taken during a lovely meditative walk with my friend at Toronto Inukshuk Park.

“the acceptance of this anguish one finds in the blues, and the expression of it, creates also, however odd this may sound, a kind of joy.” - Black in Blues

I remain held by acceptance & joy 🩵

#toronto

cheeky reading check-in. what have you read recently (that you enjoyed)?

#toronto #books #bookstagram #bookstagrammer

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday

some of the books that have kept me company this year 🩵

blueish books🌀

#worldbookday