I just hauled up a huge 3-stem Fiddle Leaf fig ficus up two flights of stairs and man oh man is it big. Jurassic park big.

We purchased it from a lovely little plant shop called Dynasty on Queen West.

I haven’t even potted it yet, I just thought since it is a rainy day it would be a good opportunity to take a couple photos of it. I’ve seen people actually prune off the bottom leaves and train these into some incredible shapes, maybe something to consider down the road, however we like the simple vertical of this one.

The Spanish chair with its terracotta like natural leather upholstery. I’ve had a lot of customers tell me they don’t like terracotta pots, and whenever I hear this I think it is such a shame. It is a simple and beautiful material, and the colour is spectacular, especially after it ages and devolopes stains and calcium build ups on the exterior.

It’s also creating a little privacy screen before you enter the living room.

I think I have to stop buying plants….

Last week we went to see the exhibition From Geisha to Diva: The Kimonos of Ichimaru at the Textile Museum. I thought I was being a good blogger bringing my camera along, when lo and behold, it was missing the card! Classic. So I bring you a bunch of unpublished instagrams to at least give you an impression of what the show is all about.

Above, a print of Ichimaru.

Kimono detail.

Kimono detail.

Ichimaru on vinyl.

Elodie: “I don’t like it.” To be fair, the singing style is quite unfamiliar to Western ears, and the samurai dance pictured above was probably pushing the limits of what a toddler can handle.

This is pretty much how we saw the exhibition. You don’t get to take much in, just a whirlwind visit like this post.

Quite a lot of kimonos on display, as well as hair accessories, a pair of shoes, and a musical instrument. To read more about the show visit the Textile Museum. There are also related events listed.

Last night we attended the City of Toronto 2013 Urban Design Awards and were honoured to receive, along with Peter and Christine of Studio Junction, an award of excellence for our building, including the front facade restoration, the retail space and home! It was nice to be recognized in this manner because Studio Junction and their crew worked extremely hard on this project, and for us it’s nice to be acknowledged for bringing back the historic live/work aspect of a localized small business strip.

No one knew what big box stores would do to not only our shopping habits, but how we interact (or don’t) with the cityscape. We are so pleased to be a part of a new generation of small businesses working to regenerate the street life that makes our city a vibrant place to live.

Visit the list of winners.

The jury report summarizes the results of the competition.

Toddlers are notoriously terrible with staying cooped up indoors.  What to do with all these rainy days we’ve been having? Any and all suggestions welcome…places to go, things to do at home.

Last Monday on our day off we headed across town to visit Edwards Gardens for the first time.

I am uncertain whether Elodie liked the gardens. In every photo she resembles a fancy Wednesday Adams.

We decided to free the child from her stroller, which we then had to confiscate as she couldn’t NOT push it. Toddlers, part 1.

Overlooking the gardens from the lookout mound.

Toddlers, part 2. Teeny tiny rocks.

Ladies with matching hats.

Toddlers, part 3. Running off to clearly out of bounds areas.

A pretty boring green house. Geraniums? Also, I’m not going to lie, we were a tad disappointed there was no Japanese garden. I guess Vancouver has us beat on this front.

Toddlers, part 4. More of the same.

Some nice greenery over here…

Sniff, sniff!

The cafe was disappointing, but to be expected as I think it’s city run and they just cannot seem to get their game together. I mean, let’s not even begin to discuss the High Park restaurant. Could be amazing.

All in all, it was a nice place to wander around, though we have High Park so I am not sure we’d head across town when we have our own little piece of idyllic parkland right in our back yard.

As anyone who has been away from a loved one can attest, the more you buy the more you are thinking about them, am I right? At least that’s what we told ourselves every time we bought something for Elodie. Actually in the end it seemed like we bought more than we actually did. So that’s good, at least for our wallet.

A book about a cat (we surmise). A wooden car that plays music when you move it.

This happened. Mother / daughter hats. Couldn’t help myself.
Last year we went to see the cherry blossoms in High Park. It was about a week after Elodie was born and she was asleep in her car seat. This time proved more difficult with a toddler. It’s just so amazing how much they change in the first year. From tiny blob to fully mobile and four times the size. Elodie became more preoccupied with pushing her stroller around than looking at the blossoms.