Frost was covering my world today and it made me think of Canada. It was so beautiful.
It is hard to remember what this place looks like in the summer, I walked past a grassy hill today that once upon a time I had sat in shorts and a tee shirt and eat a scottsman. Now it is hard to get around without my gloves and I have lost one glove that my mother gave me, and one that my grandma gave me, so I wear a miss-matched pair, light gray and black. My teeth freak out on average 2 times a day as I walk around campus, and I can feel the inversion in my lungs when I breathe.
I still love the cold, I love my scarfs, and a hot drink.
I just checked the weather. It is 23 degrees but it feels like 16 with the wind. Tonight is should drop to 8.
I feel like I have rights to love the summer more than anyone, because I make it through Logan winter.
Last fall I planted 60 tulips. I’m excited to watch them come up this spring. 3 more months? 4? Soon.
Every once in a while i think about those tiny bulbs under the earth, frozen stiff waiting for the warmth to wake them up. That will be a good day.
2 comments:
I love that the frost removes all color from campus. Evergreens are now white. Other trees are white, not brown. The blue of the A is white now. A complete sheet of frost.
Yeah, I think you can love summer the most. When I think about how cold it is here, I always think that wherever you are in Logan it is about 10 degrees colder. It is true though that I have never loved summer more than living through this winter. I think summer is my new favorite season.
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