In the 2 or more years Mike and I have been dating, he still hasn’t hiked to the top of Mont Saint Hilaire – which is where I grew up. We had Lola with us, and the mountain is a nature reserve owned by a prissy University who won’t let me bring my dog up on their trails, so instead we drove around the mountain to the other side and found a secret path. There were signs that said no trespassing and had I still be in rural Mississippi, there is no WAY I would have had the guts to venture out (probably due to my Father suggesting Deliverance as a pre road trip movie night)….but since we were in my safe little boonie town in Canada, we totally went for it! Not only did we feel super duper rebellious, but we also stumbled across a little teeny paradise complete with big open sunny fields, a waterfall and some pretty astonishing greenery!
Bugs and creepy outhouses in the middle of the wilderness are what eventually sent us back on our way!
But I’m glad that McGill University doesn’t allow dogs now, because it lead us to this little sanctuary! :D
Perfect dress and bag: from my swap with Brianne and shortened by my loving Grandmother
woven oxfords: thrifted