Dear Winter,
Thanks very much for meeting me at the airport on my return from Australia. I was able to stash the sun hat, flip flops, and sunscreen in exchange for the parka, winter boots, hat, scarf, and mittens so that you would recognize me at the airport. I hadn’t realized that our visit would begin so abruptly.
The conference was good, the weather in Australia was lovely, but the sun was really busy with bush fires there. I passed along your regards and she’s wondering why she hasn’t seen you or heard from you recently.
I saw so much of you during your January visit and then you left in a whirl. I appreciate that you didn’t have it out with the electricity board on your departure allowing me to stay warm and have some time for writing, reading, and thinking. Your visit was certainly a memorable one and a six-day state of emergency was declared when you left. There was over 70 centimetres of snow left behind; much of it was in the driveway. There was a lot in the streets too and it took a full week for the city to clear it away. I had to shovel snow away from the dryer vent so that I could wash the sheets on the spare bed and they’re now ready for your next visit.
I wrote for about four hours a day during the state of emergency. It was still and quiet, but with the windows covered in snow, the light was a challenge. I also did what many others did: I watched Netflix, perused the back corners of the pantry cupboard, and caught up on social media to commiserate with the people whose storm-related hardships were more difficult than mine. Every day, I spent time clearing snow from the driveway. I also moved up the appointment to have snow tires put on the car.
Your visit gave me time to get started on my books-to-read shelf. I hadn’t imagined that I’d get through it so quickly and I’ve already started s books-to-order list for the end of the winter term.
I’ve seen less of you this month. I know that you’ve spent some time in February hanging out in Ireland and Northern Ireland with your friends, Ciara and Dennis. Your rain, sleet and snow caught many people there off guard.
I expect that you’ll be back in March. I’m especially anxious to hear about your plans to travel outside of Newfoundland (I hope) during April, May, and June.
Until March,
Katherine
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