Winter Wonder Land

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I’m a secret lover of winter. It’s not so much that I like the cold, because I don’t, and it’s not that I like the high cost of heating a very old farmhouse, or chipping ice off the top of the animal’s water bucket, cause well, I don’t. oldwagon

But isn’t there something about the beauty that winter brings?wagon2

Something about the unpredictability?

IMG_3129The opportunity to explore a different side of nature…whimsyThese moments, all captured during the same week, represent a snippet of the rollercoaster of a season we have been experiencing here in Ontario. This winter has been unlike any I can remember– a beautiful mix of sun and warmth, rain and mist, and ice and snow. trailWhen we live interconnected with the world outside our door, mother nature can play with our bodies–the way she plays with her elements. Her cold temperatures wear us weary and and her shivery snows cause everyday routine to become even more tiresome and lengthy. Just when we can’t take one more flake of snow, the clouds open up, sending the snow trickling into puddles that make any child suit up and head out doors. The sun will shine, and we’ll discover bits of last summer have survived under the wintery, white blanket.whimsy2IMG_3146

I appreciate the time spent indoors– the opportunities for creation, the pots of tea and coffee warming on the wood stove, and the time to reflect.When it’s cold, we retreat indoors, venturing outside only if needed, and occasionally for some fort building or nature walking. When it’s freezing, we snuggle on the couch, close to the fire, reading stories and watching something together on tv. When it’s warmish, something in us wakens, we begin to dream of the days to come, and we find ourselves wanting more, and then it snows, and we’re back to the beginning again. But time indoors allows for me to become introspective, to reexamine what works and what needs improvement.There is something in me that gets off on rebirth, in small, refreshing doses. I’ve been spending this winter thinking a lot about our business and how quickly we need it to progress versus how slow and steady we’d like it to grow. I’ve been thinking about our family, as we enter a new phase with our children. I’ve looked around and found that our older two have begun to take on their shares of household responsibilities, and I’ve noticed that I’m no longer alone. I find company in the three that we have raised, and I’m pleased to say that most of the time, I quite like them. I find us on the brink of an entire upstairs reno, and I can’t help but put that chaos off for just one.. more.. week. Sometimes, when great change is lurking, I’d rather retreat until I’m certain the time is right. I’m dreaming of flowers and of restoring the work of my great (fabulous!) aunt who spent her life here, in this house, crafting the gardens into masterpieces. I can’t wait to sink my hands into the cool soil….mothersdaypostHappy Family Day weekend

xo MamaHay]]>



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  1. I can relate to so much of what you have written. These creations on paper, of your thoughts, are so lovely.

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