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Summer Vacay Looks

Day 3 and we’re hitting the road again. Reuniting with our former lovers. 9 years later...

Hotel Mirrors 👌

Day 2 had it’s stresses, but it ended on a good note.

Road Trip Ready

Day 1 down and it was spectacular. ✨

It’s this I miss.

I miss being treated tenderly, like something beloved. I miss being fussed over. I miss fingers in my hair and the kind of attention that led to wandering hands, her breath against my neck and giggles in my ear.

(Elly braiding my hair, one year ago.)

Wine Aunts

I love it when my phone shows me photos from “1 year ago today” and it’s me and these babes looking like Wine Aunts in the garden.

(Kitten, Elly, Me and Ms.O - July ‘18)

Let’s go back to bed...

A throwback photo that makes me wanna sleep in.

♥️

Date Night Woes

You know what I hate? I hate it when my partner has a date and accidentally gets ready early, so they’re just kind of milling around anxiously trying to kill time. There is something about the space I need when my lover is leaving for a date, and the nervous idle energy of someone watching the clock that just makes the tension in the room sizzle. Those energies can’t share the same air.

I’m bitter sometimes and I just need to be left alone. I need to watch gay movies while I eat c...

“Trust your vagina and your instincts.”

Madeleine says go see Midsommar? I love getting random texts like this from the battalion of cool babes tumblr and House of Heart brought into my life.

You guys today was a long day.

I spent the morning volunteering at the local shelter, then met one of my brothers at the art gallery to check out a new Kusama installation.

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Shy

“They’re shy.”

“Your toes?”

“Yeah.”

“How come?”

“From all the attention.”

Happy Memories

(This is a post I wrote in December of 2011, the last time I saw my BF and GF, who we’ll be staying with for a few nights on our road trip. I’m so glad I wrote things down, I never would have recalled all of the exquisite details of such a happy moment.)

I was in our tiny bathroom straightening my hair. My girlfriend was in the shower shaving, it was as if she never left in some ways, talking about every day things while we primped together.

My boyfriend walked in, dr...

Thank fuck!!! 🐒

Saw this important news update on Snapchat today and thought you’d be happy to know the ikea monkey is thriving. His name is Darwin and he’s being rehabilitated at the sanctuary and he’s a happy fellow.

We’re getting ready for our east coast adventure, starting next week I’ll be sharing photos and missives while we’re on the road. We’re visiting a castle, staying in a haunted railroad hotel, staying with former lovers (2019-07-10 19:26:11 +0000 UTC View Post

Morning

I wish you could touch me in the morning. Sleepy stretches, sleepy fingers, long languid sighs. I want your hands to feel how soft my skin is after I dream of you, how my hair tumbles across the pillow as rays of sunlight sneak through the curtain.

You were an afternoon delight, the high sun lighting your room, lighting your photos, lighting your face. I wonder what the soft morning light looks like in your space. How does the sun creep in?

Do you think of me in the mornings? Wh...

The Song Remains the Same

“You don't know

What you're missing now

Any little song that you know

Everything that's small has to grow

And it's gonna grow now...”

(Led Zeppelin songs and sweet memories.)

Rays of Light ✨

Frolicking in the forest in my undies is how I get my groove back.

The Great Outdoors

We have a collection of photos of folks taking bum selfies on our porch at the cabin. It started with me, I sent the picture to my husband (who built the cabin). Then he and his friend took their own entries in the same spot. It made me laugh, we agreed this was a new trend. Butt selfies on the porch. Later that day my husband’s colleague, who was at the cabin working on insulation at the time, sent us both a photo with the caption “did I do it right?” The photo was a full frontal nude ...

By The Wayside

I could feel it. I could tell. If I stopped putting in the effort this would be over.

Kindnesses forgotten. Love letters sitting unopened for months. Magic laid to rest.

Some things aren’t meant to stay with you. Sometimes it’s a year of seasons, a collection of moments as the trees change and the flowers come and go, and that’s all you get. It doesn’t make it any less magic.

I could feel it wear off, I became less valued, less memorable, less important. Seasons c...

White Peonies (an archive)

Taking photos with the peonies that grow in my garden is one of my favourite traditions. This year I took photos with dark pink ones, but in the past I’ve always preferred the white ones. Here’s a peek at the lot of them over the years.

2014

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All work and no play make Heart something something...

It’s been way more work than play lately, now that another busy season at work is behind me I can focus more on fun.

Thanks again for your support here on Patreon, it means a lot to me that you’ve stuck around! I’m glad I get to keep you abreast of all the fun I’ll be getting up to in the next few weeks.

You guys are superb! 😘

True North

The mosquitoes didn’t matter, nor the carpenter ants munching on our insulation. The heat wave and the tornado warning, the thunderstorm and the mouse in my bed. It was all worth it to get one perfect day in the forest.

Throwback to last Summer

We took reference photos for her to paint. I loved this one, our bodies, how we glow.

Cabin Dweller

I picked up “Never Cry Wolf” by Farley Mowat yesterday and didn’t put it down until I’d finished. I read curled up on the armchair in the afternoon, I read sprawled out on the couch in the evening. I read in front of the fire at night with a little flashlight. I read the last chapter lazing in bed this morning. It’s exactly how I wanted to spend my Sunday.

(My dad used to read Farley Mowat aloud to my brothers and I before bed, or on long cross-country road trips. Owls in the...

Oh Canada

It’s Canada Day and I’m in my little slice of paradise with my favourite people. Gonna jump in the lake, read Farley Mowat in the afternoon sun and then sing by the campfire under the stars tonight. 

Pink Peony 💕

A sticky summer morning, it was already too hot when I got out of bed.

But the peonies were happy.

They love the summer sun.

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Summer Heat

Peonies and pyjamas, summer morning photo shoot.

Summer Baby

This year I decided to take photos with my pink peonies instead of the white ones. Switching it up for my annual tradition. Here’s a little sneak peek.

Summer Looks

Throwback to a cheeky pic of my bum on the beach! In a few weeks we’ll be on the East Coast exploring the ocean and Maritime provinces. I’m so excited to shoot in remote locations in minimal clothing. I’ll be posting them all here on Patreon. 😇

Other Girls

(I should have titled this one “things were complicated with my ex”. I’ve only ever shared a few stories about cucking or cuckqueaning in the past, but it’s one of those kinks that existed secretly in my head looooooong before I ever admitted it to a partner. It still feels like a really vulnerable thing, but I’ve lurked enough cuckquean blogs on tumblr to know I’m not alone.)

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“Are all the girls you fuck whiner...

Identification Tag

Our next slumber party happens on the Halloween weekend and it’s witch themed, so I couldn’t resist this cute name tag.

Vendor Finds

Ms.O and I came across a super cute vendor at the street fair at Pride. They were selling these cute flagging/identity name tags.

O immediately loved the “love is love” tag. I got this “bad influence” one for my best friend Joie, so fitting!

I grabbed a few more for friends as gifts, and grabbed this cute Daddy one for myself.

2019-06-26 13:12:25 +0000 UTC View Post

Flirting at Pride