May 20, 2013

local love: aberfoyle antique market

We spent some time during each of the past 2 weekends at the Aberfoyle Antique Market searching for goodies for my vintage shop. The market was closed during the winter and reopened in early May, so you can bet as soon as it did we were ready.

That's Bubba.

There's a slow, summery atmosphere with 20 acres of open air cabins, stalls and barns chock full of junk & goodies (interchangeable terms in my world) to pick through. You could spend the entire day there and not have seen half of it.

There's a short-order restaurant inside of an old barn, various hot dog & ice cream stands, and a large grassy area to lunch on with plenty of doggy friends. 

The amount of stuff you can find here is endless. Some people specialize in kitchen goods or toys, while others have a hodge podge of antiques for you to sift through.

It costs a few bucks per person to get in (unlike our favorite antiques market in Florida  -- Renninger's forever!) but it's well worth it if you love antiquing as much as we do. It's definitely my favorite weekend hangout spot in Ontario.

May 9, 2013


Sorry Chapters,
I won't be swayed
by your hip
downtown vibe.
One of the things I miss most about the U.S. is Barnes and Noble.

Sure, Canada has Chapters which is a perfectly acceptable alternative (it actually one-ups B&N by selling cool home-library furniture.) But Chapters simply isn't Barnes and Noble.

Admittedly, it's childish to focus so much on a name, but this bookworm has spent too many hours/days hiding out in the travel corner of B&N with a grande Caramel Apple Spice to throw it all away on a shiny new bookstore with flashy home decor. Floating bookcases come and go but happy adolescent memories are forever.

Which is why I recently placed an order through B&, had the books shipped to my mom's house in Florida, and asked her to further weigh down her already too-heavy suitcase to transport them across the border when she visited last week. (I wonder if that's even kosher with customs?)

I don't know when I'm going to find time to actually read all of these books, but just the fact that they're now living on a bookcase in my bedroom, smelling of a magical Barnes & Noble warehouse somewhere in Nevada (which, by the way, I imagine smells like centuries-old parchment, ink, and mocha lattes) makes me feel giddy, like a little kid with a secret.

Or maybe just a kid with a crap load of books, the quiet sight of which reminds her of home.

May 1, 2013

spring story: port credit

It's official: winter is gone with the wind which had swept through Ontario.

The seasons have finally clicked. The long winter is behind us and pops of color are finally emerging. Bobby and I spent an entire day outdoors, walking along the river beneath the deliciously yellow trees in Port Credit, a village within Mississauga located along the shores of the Credit River.

We celebrated as any two Florida transplants would - by peeling off our pea coats, slipping into sandals and sharing a plate of fish & chips along the waterside. A big part of our decision to move back up north was this - the changing of the seasons. We wanted to witness a city come to life after being cloaked in shades of grey for so many months. So, it's an especially great time to be living up north.

Beyond the weather, we enjoyed meandering along the waterfront, feeding the geese and popping in and out of little shops. Port Credit is a wonderful afternoon trip since it takes just a few hours to wander up and down Lake Shore Boulevard, have a meal along the water, and enjoy the fresh air.


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