This tree is pretty – part of yesterday’s winter wonderland at Strawberry Pass. And this is exactly where winter belongs. One of the things I always appreciated about Vancouver Island was that winter generally knew its place (this year being a notable exception). The snow had enough sense to stay on the mountains where people like to snowshoe and ski. We would drive up, get out of our cars, put our snowshoes on and have at it.
At the end of our day’s adventure, we would drive back down the mountain to green fields, broadleaf evergreens and, at this time of year, cherry blossoms and daffodils.
Alas, the interior of the province is a tad different. The damn snow just keeps coming down. What’s more, it is forecast to keep on coming – no let-up in sight anywhere in the longest range of forecasts.
And that, folks, is my whine of the day. Later today, after putting my sourdough loaves in the oven, I am going to have my wine of the day because I see no other way of surviving this early part of March.
I do, however, have exciting news. Simon is caulking (yes – I spelled it correctly) the bathroom baseboards/floor and then we are putting up the towel bars, shelves, pictures and then (except for window and door trim) it will be done! I’ve been anticipating this beautiful bathroom for quite some time. Thrilled to be almost there. After all, a girl can’t be expected to live in a peach bathroom for long. I think I have been remarkably forbearing, even squinting my eyes at times when I walked in, pretending it wasn’t really peach.
I comfort myself by knowing that no matter how rotten it is out there, the inside, thanks to my dearest love, is getting more beautiful every day.
Photos to come.