The three and nine year olds don’t want to come in out of the snow. The parents are too cold to stay out – not yet attired properly. I feel my bones ache at the chill of it. How quickly our perceptions change, but isn’t that life? A bird’s eye view:
The seasonal cold hit our house this week, and not wishing to share it, I locked myself in with mugs of lemon and honey. An ice storm blasted Sunday, so we were happy to stay put. Ice and compromised balance do not blend well. Then, before the ice could melt, it snowed. Another good day […]
After almost six months of journeying, we are on the way back to Ontario. A constant barrage of text messages fly back and forth with loved ones at home. Â We are all excited for the reunion. We still have over 2,500 miles to cross before we get there, though, and many new places to discover. […]
Originally posted on One Woman's Quest: Sipping my second cup of morning tea, I breathe in the solitude that nature dropped on my doorstep overnight: great mounds of white, silently commanding the world to a halt. The tea is extra sweet and warming when accompanied by the luxury of leisure time. Shaking off the…