There ended up being quite a few pictures I took that did not get inserted into my blog posts about my Kootenay travels so here are a few more of my favourites for your enjoyment. Here are a couple of … Continue reading →
You know it is a cold day in the Yukon when the horizon is a muted orange sorbet kind of colour and above it, a white that hints at blue. You know it is cold when the snowy mountain tops look like freshly whipped cream against it. When your hair is coated in frost from your short breaths. When you can’t feel your body, so much so, that when you take a step forward, you cannot feel your foot touch the ground. It is cold when you have to wear your tuque and mitts inside. It’s cold when your eyelashes freeze together. You know it’s cold when your car won’t start. Or when the water pipes in your house bust. It’s cold when you lose the ability to move your fingers… even with your new fancy gloves. It’s cold when the wind refuses to blow and the trees cease to dance. It is cold when the skin freezes tight over your face like a newly stretched canvas. It’s even colder still when the weather is all anyone talks about anymore. Finally, you can especially be certain that it is cold in the Yukon once the air freezes. It will look like a dreamy fog, but step into it, and your breath will be taken away.
The Yukon has a different meaning for everyone. Some people can’t stand the long, dry, cold winters while others thrive in the desolation and ferocity of it all. For me, this is a place where one may find themselves or … Continue reading →
I'm a woman in my 40's and finally feeling that I know who I am and why I am, I would like to share the shadows from my life. Having got here fairly intact and along the way found the ability to take a step back and see things more clearly it is my hope that perhaps by blogging I may help others through their own dark places.