There are days that just beckon you outside no matter what you are doing. The warm breezes, the shining blue sky, the melting snow…. Monday was one of those days. Plans for table work and house chores went out the window as I gathered up my camera, dog and child and headed outside into the warm spring day. The sun was beaming, the snow was beginning to recede and I have learned over many, many years that these days are…
Theoretically it is spring, as in the first day of. I know this because the calendar says so. Begrudgingly I will also concede that yes, the days are in fact longer than they used to be not so very long ago. But. It’s really, really cold. And when I say cold, I am really not messing around. I’m talking overnight temps of -21C, which in countries other than Canada is cause for nationwide shut downs and a wailing and gnashing…
It seems almost impossible, at this time of year, to resist being caught up in the frenzy of diet and health ‘advice’ that is in abundance. We are meant to begin the calendar year with a sense of purpose, a redefining of ourselves and all at the time of the year when we most want to pull the duvet over our heads and sleep for the next quarter year or so. Doesn’t sound fun. Like everyone else I struggle to…