We got our first snow
yesterday…. If you had be
listening to the central Canadian media, you would be under the impression it occurred
months ago.
When I was a young, snow
in Scotland was rare, but when it did come it was a time of great excitement with
fun filled activities. After moving to Canada on April Fools Day 1988, I
discovered that snow was no longer exciting, its first appearance was often met
with F.., F.., F.., Friggg or similar and many thoughts of "why I had not
immigrated to Australia, New Zealand or stayed in Spain where I lived before that April 1st 1988 …"
Today within this chapter
of my life, I would not say the first snowfall has the dizzy levels of excitement like
it did many years ago in Scotland, nor does it make me think of alternate
locations around the world ~ it does however introduce a level of acceptance that each
season is different, it is there to be enjoyed and also a resolve that it could be
worse, like it is in Southern Ontario from whence I came in July 2016.
I see the snow now as
an invitation to get out, have a lovely wonder by the sea and take some photos ………..
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