Friday, August 12, 2016

Snow and I

Dear Lovelies,

It has been two years since we've had a little tête-à-tête. Oh my, how time has flown. Last time we sat here, I was a little blue and a little sunny. Blue because I had embarked into a land I knew almost nothing about. Snow and I were not friends and try as I may, she and I just couldn't connect. Y'all know how much I love the sun (and if you didn't, well now you know), so while the seas were high and the tide was raging in my personal life, my comfort came from the fact that Calgary has the most beautiful summers and that daylight would stick around till this simpleton took her tired self to bed.  And then she landed on my doorstep (Snow I mean), in May, and once in June. I had words with her; oh yes, I did.  Can you imagine a grown woman wagging her finger at a pile of white fluff and stomping her boots hoping it will hurt said white fluff. It was a sight!

In the winter she took particular satisfaction in seeing me walk a minute, fall flat the next, and later drag myself to the emergency room for a twisted ankle and three weeks of "keep your legs raised and apply a cold compress for the swelling" and "no, you cannot walk with that leg, please hobble".


That was 700 or so days ago. Today she and I are in a better place. We're not close yet but she knows I love the sun and I know she's the star of winter wonderland for six months out of the year (heck, my sister adores her). She also has a lot more fans than I do. I think it was that realization that finally caused me to suck it up and co-exist with her, in her lands.

I have finally come out of 'virtual hibernation' (I think). I know I wrote something about this the last time and we haven't had a conversation since. I will do better. I have so many things to tell you from the 700 or so days that I've been away. Luckily, there are many photographs to re-tell the stories (in place of my failing memory).

In short "I dined, I cooked, I entertained, I stood in awe, I wept, I leapt, I conquered, I fell, I loved, I lost, Snow came, She left, She reappeared again and I survived".

My fondest memories are here, below. See you soon, chickadee.


                      (Photo: Jenn Roach, One Two Three Photography)