I can't imagine wanting to live somewhere that doesn't have winter.
This past week has been c-c-c-cold, but beautiful. Saturday was one of those brilliant high pressure days, and I talked Lorenz into putting on coat, scarf, mittens, boots, toque and all the other cold snowy wander through the back 40 accessories. The walk was fun - and the best part was right at the end, when Lorenz proposed a short-cut through the swamp.
The swamp was frozen, obviously - but it had frozen perfectly smooth, and there was only an inch or so of powder on top of it. Sliding along it, I declared it to be perfect for skating - and today, shovel and skates in hand, I tromped back there and started clearing some snow. I figured I would make a skating trail - how fun would it be whizzing through the bush?
And oh man, was it ever fun. I went back to the house to get Malcolm, and he goofed off with his stick and puck while I kept clearing - and when Lorenz came, the two of them played on parts I'd cleared, and I kept adding more and more little rinks to the game. By the time we stopped, my hair was a mat of ice, I had a blister on my heel, and it was snowing like crazy.
I can't wait to go back for more (though with the snow falling now, it will take some serious shovelling). Ideally, I'd like to make a series of interconnecting loops through the trees.
Swamps that sometimes freeze to make perfect skating ice, snow enough for igloos, and hot chocolate after all the fun. Who needs endless summer? Not me. Bring on the deep freeze again, I'm ok with it.
Posted by Johanna at January 11, 2004 09:15 PM