Last week it snowed, melted overnight; next day, it snowed again, by morning it was gone. Then it snowed - seriously - across two days and two nights. It was as if Victoria was put into a freezer.
Then - yesterday - it was taken out of the freezer and put on the counter. To thaw. Which it did. Overnight.
Today we are back to "twenty minutes" of sun ... rain.... wind .... sun and so on .
Now that the 'freeze' is over, I am letting myself realize how wonderful and worthwhile it is to
... walk freely in lightweight footwear again, arms and hips swinging, shoulders relaxed, eyes exploring the world around and not in a fixation on the state of the ground.
... to come indoors but not be confined indoors by closed door and closed windows; to pop back outside whenever and for any reason whatsoever.
... to realize "Sakes, it's only weather" (Robert Frost : The Runaway) and feel a satisfaction in having 'weathered' it. But to realize, by the comparison - oh, it was not enjoyed! And it never occurred to me once across those days to blow bubbles in that snow: the playful part of my nature must have been stifled.
How nice to not have to be "in a fixation on the state of the ground". Snowing, metlting, raining, freezing here in T.O. so my eyes are always looking at my feet thus missing the world around me.
Posted by: Michele | January 23, 2012 at 04:43 AM
Hi Michele. I know. I know.
Posted by: karen | January 25, 2012 at 09:24 PM