Counting summer backwards.
Canada Day weekend at Vitus', the first pool gathering of the year. 
Hung out with some university friends at the tail-end of June; haven't seen some of them in over 2 years. We played some frisbee and a game of hide-and-seek.
I usually mark my years by travels and accomplishments. Last year I went to Asia and Iceland, and I got my full time job. The year before, I graduated and went to Japan for the first time. Stuff like that.
I've been very stuck on the lack of milestones to mark this year by, today especially. It freaked me out a bit every time that thought popped in my head (I just watched Charlie Kaufman's I'm thinking of ending things, so that might have something to do with my unease). It's superficial in a way, to define a year by the privileges I can afford like travelling, or to expect some large event or accomplishment to deem a year worthy of celebrating.
I've had many good, smaller moments to mark this year by so far, in addition to cumulative actions that have bettered my wellbeing, like taking regular walks while listening to music. I think these photos are a testament to how lucky I am, and a reminder to focus on the little things and not the grand scheme once in a while.
What a great summer it's been.