After last week’s snow stormy extravaganza, I was lucky enough to escape it all and head to Toronto.
See you later snow banks!
My husband was working in “the big smoke” all week and number two son was also there, visiting his girl during university spring break. Sometime you just gotta go where your people are.
And wow!! It was as if we travelled to another country! Toronto was all sunshine and warm temperatures! Not a snowflake in sight.
The boy and I explored s bit of the University of Toronto in search of an exhibit at the university Art Gallery.
The UofT boasts some pretty spectacular doors.
We found our way to the Toronto Stock Exchange, but we’re not brave enough to try the door.
Together, all four of us took in the Toronto Light Festival in the Distillery District.
And yesterday we were treated to record-breaking high temperatures – for February. That was good news for me. Not so great for the skaters, who made their way through about an inch of water over the ice. (Nice reflections, though)
We finished with a stroll along the waterfront. Not bad, eh?
Well, I guess it is February, after all. But I can help but feel this is a little bit of Karma. We’ve had such a mild winter up till now! Weirdly mild. And I LOVED it. I even started to brag about it. I began to dream about an early spring. Maybe even a longer than usual growing season.
And then, BAM! Winter! The past seven days have brought 3 snow storms and dumped about a metre of snow.
It’s hard to know exactly how much because most of it fell “sideways” as it was accompanied with strong winds blowing the snow all over the place. Mondays blizzard came with winds that gusted around 120 km/hr.
Yup. Those are some strong winds and they made for some interesting snowdrifts. Annnnnd power outages. We were without power ourselves for 24 hours. (Happy to have a fireplace and lots of candles)
Yesterday, I dug a path to the chicken coop, which suddenly seemed really far from the house. This morning, my path had completely disappeared. Last nights snow fall filled it all back in. So, back at it.
As I drew closer, rapidly loosing steam I must add, I could the hens inside cheering me on. I’m sure they were! They were rewarded with some extra cracked corn. And I got some eggs.
The positive thing (the ONLY positive thing) is that all that snow provides a nice blanket of insulation over the garden. And I suppose, a slow melt will help to keep the water table healthy.
But a melt, of any kind, seems a long way off. Because, right now, yeah …. it’s snowing again.
The peaceful solitude of a Lunenburg dory in winter.
/’ambeens/ noun: the character and atmosphere of a place
A wintertime walk along White Point Beach, NS. December 28, 2016
WPC – ambience
Spotted in late August, this little tomato plant is the best example of resilience I have seen in a while.
I’m assuming the seed of a patio tomato fell from a nearby balcony, lodged itself in a space between the sidewalk and a foundation on a downtown street. It then would have survived the freeze and thaw cycles of an icy North Atlantic winter. It would have been tread upon and scraped over.
Not only did it survive the Halifax winter (and “spring”!) but grew to blossom and even produce fruit on a shaded street that is dominated by massive urban building project.
If this had been a wee spruce tree, or other native spicies, it would, perhaps have been a charming find. But a tomato? Here? Impressive!
My hat goes off to you little plant! I hope the seed of one of those tomatos carries on your impressive will.
“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, whispering ‘It will be happier'” – Alfred Lord Tennyson
As the sky brightened on this New Years Day, we were presented with this fleeting vision. I’m choosing to take this as hint of things to come.
Wishing us all a year of good health, love and compassion. Here’s to 2017!
One of our favourite traditions is meeting with a particular friend for a walk on the beach on Christmas Day, in the afternoon. It’s the perfect antidote to (an excessively sugary) breakfast – making room for a grand feast later.
This friend is my husband’s childhood buddy. He was best man at our wedding. He is like an uncle to our boys.
We haven’t manage to meet every single Christmas. But this year – today- we did. And it was spectacular! A beautiful, sunny and mild Christmas Day. But boy! Was it windy! The wind blew sand in our faces as we walked westward. So we took shelter in the woods – opting to follow the path around the headland. A very pretty option.
A Christmas Day with family and friends.
“A friend is someone you share the path with” – African Proverb