i've slowly been collecting things i wanted to blog about, but am throwing them out the window this morning in favor of my biggest 'truth' right now. i am longing for spring. it's not quite here...not quite warm enough to lure me outside, not warm enough for porch sitting. the songbirds and daffodils and budding trees must be acting in defiance of the weather, in the optimism of spring to come, because it's certainly not here. there are those of you who scoff and say, "but you're canadian!" to which i reply, i don't live there anymore, and this is part of the reason of why. too many of my years were spent longing for a warm day; too many months passed without the feeling of sun on my skin; too many weeks passed without fresh air cleaning out the stale, wintry corners of my rooms. and though most would say february is too early for spring, i ache with longing for it. even so, come quickly...
that being said - this is where i grew up. it really is one of the most stunning vista's in all the world. and to hear that they are so aggressively protecting and restoring the environment makes my heart happy.
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Ooo...purty. And I think spring is TRYING...the sun is warm if the little cold breeze would just still itself...
i think i really do need to come and live with you. but i hear you have too many great hairdressers there already. haha.
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