Snow

Winter is here.... I might as well face it. (sigh) The whole world has turned white.

While I hate the frigid temperatures that come with living in the Northern part of Canada in winter, there is something that is undeniably spectacular about living where you get an eighty degree temperature spread between winter and summer. Daughter #2 is hoping that she will have a clear evening for Halloween and Daughter #1 doesn't care, she is having her friends over for a night of scary movies and snacks. For Hubby and I, we are satisfied to spend the evening apart, one to watch over the trick-or-treaters, while the other watches over the movie-watchers. I'm not quite sure what Daughter #1 has in mind for scary movies.... but I expect I won't get a wink of sleep. Daughter #2 has been diligently working on her costume and intends on being a dead teacher! I'm not certain as to how she will accomplish this and I'm not sure if this is some kind of comment on school. Her creative ideas are interesting though.

Right now the snow is coming down slowly and I look out the window and there before me is a picture that takes your breath away. The quintessential Canadian winter scene greets me.... evergreens reaching for an opaque sky with loads of snow built up on the branches and more falling all around. These are the kinds of days that beg for me to go out and catch a snowflake on my tongue. A ramble through the bush with a camera in tow is probably just what I need.... problem is Hubby and I have been caught off guard. I need to truck out to the storage shed and find all the winter gear. Boots, jackets, hats, scarves, and mitts, are all necessary items if I want to ramble in comfort.

Hubby and I got our first winter shock with our drive to Fort St. John yesterday. We left our house here in the river bottoms with no precipitation at all but going up the cut backs on the Bear Flats Hill, where the highway cuts back and forth to rise some 200 ft, we ran into snow enough that Hubby had to shift the truck into 4x4. FSJ was white. I'm still fighting the almighty sock and so I was wearing Crocs and bare toesies inside.... thank heavens Daughter #2 had left a pair of socks in the truck, I was able to put those on and suffer the early winter snowfall.... still it was not the best footwear for 3 inches of snow, I assure you. Never mind... I'll just have to get out my Bean boots.... and some warm woollies today if I intend on a trek through the bush.

Though this snow is not likely to stay I do believe that winter is here and Jack Frost is just starting. Might as well tuck in I guess. Stiff upper lip and all that... I'm off to find some socks before I ramble with my camera.