Summer of Love...

Pardon the somewhat sappy subject header...but I can be excused for that, given my current emotional state, right? At least I'm not as wildly bipolar as I was for the first two days after Jennie left for Tennessee...but I still call out Jennie's name at random times in small hushed whispers. I'm sure that the other people who see me in the Zoology Building or in the TTC subway cars think I'm nuts just talking to myself -- but isn't that what falling in love really is? But I digress.

Anyway, for any and all who are interested, the pictures from Jennie's visit with her parents and I to the Canadian side of Niagra Falls, while she and her parents were visiting me in Toronto.






Yet another reason why I love Jennie so much.


Jennie clinging to me on the Maid of the Mist -- one of the only really intimate times that we could sneak in with her parents around. Funny thing about that picture. I wonder if Jennie's dad knew by then that there was something more to our "friendship" than meets the eye. She and I were pretty sure that her mom knew, at any rate...


Looks like I'm not the only one who blinked through a picture. :)