Two years ago yesterday, we were blessed with the arrival of our daughter's family, returning home from Australia due to the Covid-19 pandemic. That year, I learned to embrace winter. What else do you do when you've got a 6 and 9 year old living with you for the entire season?
That winter, I learned to love being out in the snow and cold weather. Every day we went outside for an adventure. We hiked and sledded and made bonfires and explored. I learned that winter in Canada can be wonderful. If you dress for it.
Bundle up like this tree.
I love the way snow sweeps up tree trunks.
That year, Cochrane Road was one of our favourite walking destinations. Today, with streamers of snow swirling around the house, Cochrane Road called to me again.
There is something beautiful about the muted colours of this season.
Snow has a way of focusing your eye on colours you might not see in the spring, summer and fall. I never noticed these masses of rose-hips before.
One minute the wind was whipping snowflakes in my face and five minutes later, it was completely calm.
If the rose-hips aren't bold enough for you, how about this ilex? Some of these branches made their way home with me for a Christmas display.
I often wonder what life was like for our native folks hundreds of years ago. Can you imagine hunting in a woods like this? I had a hard enough time to hunt with my viewfinder for the pileated woodpecker that was yelling at me. Never did get my camera focused on it. Can you imagine making your way through this mess to hunt for your food?
Today's sponsor? Why not? I think that pileated woodpecker was yelling, "Choose me! Choose me!"
The spruces are beginning to look like a wintery wonderland.
Winter. So much beauty to embrace.
"Thank goodness for the first snow,
it was a reminder--
no matter how old you became and how much you'd seen,
things could still be new if you were willing to believe they still mattered."
Candace Bushnell
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