I'll start with the GOOD!
+ Nighttime snow storms like we had Tuesday night. When the kids went to bed, Mark, having owed me a midnight walk in the snow for some 15 years, finally made good on it (kind of...it wasn't midnight, and it wasn't a nice, quiet, gentle snowfall, but I'll go ahead and count it anyway, because we had fun and made a memory)
"Winter, despite its late arriving, seems to have lost none of its attitude on the way."
"All that sounds pretty good, except the part about the snow"
~Little Grandma Billington when the kids told her about our snow day.
+ Beauty. I could kick myself for having no way of capturing the most breath-taking beauty that was everywhere yesterday morning. It will remain in my head, but I'd sure like to share it. Maybe it was hoar frost (I tried to do a little research)? Each part (from the tiniest twig to the biggest branch) of every tree was covered with a frosty white. That contrasted against a cloudless, soft blue sky...it looked like a fairyland.
"The color of winter is in the imagination."
+ Cancellations. I love when plans get changed because of the weather. I think there might be something wrong with me.
+ Winter activities. There are so many fun things to do here in winter. And you MUST get out! So even if it's cold and snowy, there are plenty of sunshiny days. Like Saturday was. We spent the afternoon with friends tubing at a ski center. Fresh air, laughter, exercise, and a little fear (that part where my stomach hits my feet is not my favorite thing) was just what the doctor ordered and made hot chocolate, coffee, brioche, and chocolate chip cookies later on at our friends' place that much sweeter.
- Sometimes it's ugly. If it hasn't snowed for a couple days, there's this awful dirty, black snow that flanks the roads. Our house seems dirtier in winter. We have the issue of what I call "snow juice" that drips out of the grooves in the bottom of our boots. It drips onto other shoes and boots in our closet and it's essentially the floor of our car all winter. The Tim Horton's floor looks like a place I don't want to stay. Yuck!
"Some places you been before are so great that you don't ever mind going back. Some places you been before you don't ever want to go back, you know, like Montreal in the winter."
- Running becomes cumbersome and even painful. Saturday's run felt a bit like torture (-9 F). I might have not gone out had I known it was that cold. Balls of ice collecting in my nose. Icicled eyelashes (or is that eyesicled?). A sort of frosty beard forms on my face if I forget to wipe it down from time to time. Joints crying out. The schizophrenic path my feet take...on the sidewalk (ouch my ankles, too bumpy when they haven't been cleared well), out to the road where it's quite clear but just as dangerous (ooh, a car, so back to the side of the road...whoops! ice) so back to the sidewalk for a bit. And there you have it! I am so much going to appreciate March and 25 degrees!
"Every mile is two in winter."
- Rules I accidentally don't observe. Thursday I was at a friend's apartment in the morning. I went out around lunch time to run to the grocery store for her and NO car. I had been towed!!! I had parked where I always do, but because it's winter and we had had a big snow two days before, there was a no-parking-because-the-streets-are-getting-cleaned-up light flashing down the street that I didn't see. Conclusion: $119-ticket.
I think the good outweighs the bad, yes?