Hope Springs

ice

It seems counterintuitive to think of ice as a sign that winter is coming to an end.  But these odd formations have appeared in my backyard, below the eaves of my house.  They are the result of snow melting from the roof.  Although it is still cold enough that it freezes, this gives me some hope that winter is near its end.

There are many ways to enjoy winter in Northern New Brunswick:  skiing, snowshoeing, skidooing, skating, and sledding.  By the time spring officially arrives, however, I am ready for its end.  I crave flip flops and walks on the beach, campfires and balmy summer nights.  I am done with all the whiteness and not being able to see around corners when I back out of my driveway.

We are not done with winter weather yet, but at least there are signs that it is beginning to end.

Snow White

backyard-snow

Our first significant snowfall coated trees and lawns, turning our world white.

Admittedly, I am not a fan of winter – I’m a summer girl, through and through.  But the magic of the first snow is hard to ignore.

The golden shades of November disappear under this fresh layer of frosting; the barren branches are bright and new.

For now, at least, winter is a welcome sight.

 

Thankful

I’ve never seen anything like it.
Coming from the Maritimes, I’m used to snow.  Last year at this time, it was piled higher than my kitchen window.  I’ve seen blizzards that have dropped over a Metre at once.
But yesterday was absolute insanity.
We got about 40 cm of snow in Southern Ontario, and I drove home from work in the middle of it.
The first time I got stuck was pulling out of the parking garage downtown.  Luckily, there were two men shoveling across the street who quickly pushed me out.
The second time was at the grocery store.   I’d barely gotten in my car and someone showed up to give me a push.
The third time was the challenge.  Our subdivision never got plowed because the plow itself either broke or got stuck (I heard both versions) and hadn’t budged for hours.  But two women and a man helped me for over 30 minutes, until I managed to get into the driveway of yet another helpful neighbor.
Not once did I have to ask for help.
I am amazed by the kindness of Kingston.
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Snow in New Brunswick

It’s been some time since I’ve posted.  I seem to have gotten out of the habit of updating my blog sometime around the craziness before Christmas.

Since I took a few pictures while I was in NB over the holidays, I thought I’d go back a bit and share some of them with you.  These were taken in my parents’ backyard; it snowed nearly every day I was there.

 

Still Pretty

snowberries

Even though I am (incredibly) anxious for the snow to melt into spring, I can’t help but notice the softening of the light on a snowy day.

It is like a natural filter, creating muted tones and misted backdrops.

So, for a moment, I push aside my distaste for the weather and appreciate these artful scenes with my camera.