Seems like the season for woolly hats and blankets is almost over.
I’m looking forward to spring, to being able to get outside for walks more. I’m not looking forward to the increasing wind and storms that are sure to show up again. The areas around us are planning for fire season already too—not something I’ve ever seen before in this area of the country.
It all feels a bit too apocalyptic for my tastes. For my comfort level.
So yeah, I’m looking forward to woolly hat and blanket season again even more than spring and summer, and even fall, my previous favorite season of all.
Sure, we still get the winds in the winter, but without the resistance from the bulk of the leaves on the trees, they don’t tend to fall on houses as often.
*sigh*
Maybe it’s just me getting older.
But the world out there is getting increasingly scary.
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Here in Ontario, Canada, we’ve had some pretty atrocious snow storms. I remember one year—I think it was in 1977—when the snow came down so hard and fast and there was so much wind, it completely buried our back door. There was a five-foot window above the door and the snow covered half of that too.
But that was then.
Now we have all this rain coming down, and it’s almost February!
I miss the snow. I miss the predictability of it.
And I miss winter feeling like winter, no matter how much I inevitably complain about it.
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We had our first snowfall of the year today. Until I moved to this town eight? nine? years ago, I’d seen one green Christmas in my entire life. I’ve lost count of how many we’ve had here. This last one passed without notice.
But now it’s all nice and white and fluffy. I went for a long walk with Alex this morning and am about to go on another one–it’s such a beautiful day out there!
There seems to be no end in sight for the snow now that it’s started. I hope Alex goes back to school on Monday, sans snow days. It’s been a loooong two weeks with no break from the caregiving job.
Here are some pictures and a video from today.
It’s amazing how much fluffy snow can accumulate on a tiny twig of a branch. There was no wind, so it stayed until it was too heavy and fell off.
I love my neighbourhood. Here’s a quiet garden surrounded by a wrought-iron fence and huge old red-brick houses. It’s closed off this time of year, probably to protect the roses. The steel benches would be too cold to sit on anyway!
A short video of the snow falling in the trees. I thought about how quiet it was until Alex started talking to his computer in the background. I was standing outside in my slippers with the door open when I took the video. Sorry about the size of the video. There doesn’t seem to be any way to make it smaller.
What’s the weather like where you are? So horrific what’s going on in Australia … I hope all of my readers from there are safe and not too hot.
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