Okay we get this straight from the beginning - I do not like winter! Every year for four, five or, since this is Ottawa, six months I curse the gods that made my family turn left when they hit Montreal rather than right. I dislike the cold; I detest wearing five layers of clothing; I hate the gravel that the soles of your boots pick up and deposit in entrance ways; I do not enjoy snow shoeing my way through drifts to get to the bus; and while I'm at it I'm not to fond of the bus which smells of damp wool and is awash in melting snow. I do hope I'm making myself perfectly clear - I DO NOT LIKE WINTER!
However there are times when a falling of new snow on the landscape can have that look of a charming picture postcard and I sigh at the beauty of winter. Just as long as I don't have to shovel or go out in it fine. I am more than happy to look at it - marvel at the beauty of what cold can do to droplets of water and move on to the warmth of hearth, home and a glass of wine.
The picture I've used as a header the past few days is a winter scene from Saskatoon. I'm not sure where in Saskatoon or even where I found it but it is rather lovely in a Bergman-Pushkin way.
Can't you just imagine walking through this enchanting landscape: the silence; the whiteness; the virgin snow crunching under your feet; a rosy glow infusing your cheeks; a bone-chilling cold cutting through your undershirt, flannel shirt, two sweaters, scarf, goose-down coat, ear-muffs, toque, insulated gloves, two pairs of wool socks and mukluks. No thanks I'll just sit here and throw another marshmallow on the hot chocolate: winter really is lovely - in pictures!
03 February -1916:
Parliament buildings in Ottawa, Canada burn down.
