Wednesday, December 13, 2017
It's here. After a small snowfall on Sunday, yesterday brought over 18 cm of snow (about 7"). As it was cold, it was light snow, not the heavy wet snow that falls when the temperature hovers nearer to 0°C (32 F). I quite enjoyed walking through white - so much brighter than the greyness that permeates cloudy days before the snow arrives.
While this "dog" sits motionless letting the snow accumulate on its shaggy fur, its living friends were cavorting in the dog park - rolling in the snow, chasing each other, enjoying the novelty of the first real snowfall of the season.
Snow is silent - it falls without sound, unlike rain or sleet and it muffles the city sounds.
I did not stop to sit. I would not want to spoil the sculpted seats that nature had created. Snow brings its own kind of beauty.
Saturday, December 2, 2017
I have never been a great fan of November. It is a time when darkness starts to close in, when grey days and dampness permeates the landscape and the skin. Occasional snow brightens momentarily and then all settles back into moody November. And then the holiday lights start to appear, dispelling the darkness.
Whimsy starts to take over bringing smiles. As I don't take part in the frenetic and serious seasonal shopping, I am free to stroll and just enjoy the festive atmosphere.
The market has begun to fill up with trees and their holiday friends. The scent of the season is everywhere. As the days get shorter, the number of lights increases. And in only three weeks the slow creep to more daylight begins again.