Written by: Anonymous
I love winter and I know for a fact that although many of us dislike the cold and those heavy winter coats that make us all look fat, most of us still get excited at the prospect of having a beautiful white winter.
The snow falling from the sky as you skate gracefully around an ice rink. The snow banks piled high on the sidewalks. Being in danger of getting hit by a snowball, as you pop your head up from behind your snow fort to scope out the surroundings. That feeling of awe as you walk down the street surrounded by fairy lights hung on every house and lamppost. The sense of freedom as you whoosh down the hills on a toboggan. Curling up by the fireplace with a hot cup of cocoa after a long day on the ski slopes.
Unfortunately, I cannot remember the last time I was able to do that here in Toronto. We hardly ever have any snow that stays on the ground longer than a few minutes and if it does it’s no more than 10 cm and we consider that to be a lot. Then after a couple of days we’re wading through brown slush that ruins even the most waterproof of winter boots. Not to mention that most people don’t have a fireplace so “chestnuts roasting on an open fire” is pretty much extinct in the city. Plus, not all of us have the gift of skating gracefully so it’s more like crawling.
Even with all these negative points of winter, it still manages to be my favourite time of the year. So, the next time you step outside, appreciate the slush and non-existent snow, find pleasure in that for once.