So yeah, every photo from the past three days has included Jeff. I seriously debated between this one and this avant-garde one of the storm blowing the living room curtain in front of the piano, but the angles were bad because I had to be quick and also it is hard to tell from a photo what was going on. ANYWAY here is a photo of all the scotch that Tony has. It is a lot of scotch.
Didn't really take many photos today; we went for breakfast and then I read a book and played piano while Jeff hung out with his dad and the dogs for a bit. Then we had to go to Prince George, which was pretty much like I'd expected Prince George would be (in a word: balls).
We stopped to eat fruit and drink coffee in this little grove off trees off Highway 1 in the Fraser Canyon. I like the way the light is falling on him here.
Met up with my sister, Felisha, and Cory at the post-Pride parade festival at English Bay. Felisha and Cory napped on the dead grass while Alice and I ate chips. Later I went to Hershe at the Red Room/Century House and danced among all the queer ladies in the city, it seemed. so. much. sweat.