As the first snowfall descends upon us, we shall bask in the peace and quiet that comes along with it. I love the tranquility of the winter and the blanket of snow that covers Mother Earth in a cozy and calming way.
To me, it seems that the world around us becomes much quieter; the drivers drive more slowly and safely, and time just seems to slow right down. Old Man Winter (where does that personification come from?) has arrived and he has come with a beautiful sense of quietude and solace. The pristine of the white snow provides certain purity in the atmosphere and the softness of the puffy clouds provide certain warmth that you can actually feel envelop you as the coldness of the snowflakes hit your face.
While the winter solstice has not yet come around it is officially winter and I hope that all you drivers out there have your winter tires on, as it has been forecasted to be a frigid and snowy winter indeed. Our children donned their snowpants for the first time this season and are adorably waddling around in the snow and tossing playful snowballs at each other with their sweet little giggles and squeals of “I got you!”
And, we are getting prepared for the festivities that accompany the cold weather such as tobogganing and building snowmen in our front yards, snowboarding trips for the school children and Christmas shopping. Let the winter fun begin…
Here in Lil’wat territory, the winter is a welcome season as our mountains are undeniably majestic in all of their snow-covered splendour. Our view of Mount Currie when it is covered in snow is as breathtaking as it ever was since time immemorial; we are located in this beautiful valley surrounded by the Creator’s most impressive mountains.
It’s a view that we have admired since long before the pioneers and their Gold Rush, and long before the snow-bound snowboarders discovered the trails that they whoosh down at speeds far beyond my capability. (I’ve yet to learn how to snowboard and haven’t gone skiing since Grade 12). Some might say I’m missing out on a fantastically adrenaline-charged sport, while I feel that I’m only missing out on some broken bones that I’d inevitably end up with because of my two left feet and minimal coordination.
Perhaps in the next life I’ll enjoy this snow sport a bit more. We shall see. For now, I’d much rather enjoy a slow-speed sleigh ride with my husband, Jonathan, or even get so risky as to jump on a sled with my toddlers, Marley and Presley, and my stepson, Roderick, for a fast ride down a small hill. That’s much more my speed these days. I almost can’t wait until there’s three feet of snow to plow through at a high speed of 10 km/h, and I’m certain that is what a majority of kids of all ages were thinking when we awoke to a winter wonderland just last week with our first snowfall.
Along with the fun of this season comes the responsibility of being prepared for it. For those of us with wood stoves, we must be sufficiently stocked up on firewood. For those of us with vehicles we must ensure we have adequate enough winter tires to plunder through the snow and slush while navigating the many curves of our Sea to Sky Highway. For those of us with driveways we must shovel our snow pants off or risk our vehicles becoming immovable in the morning, plus tack on the extra time needed to scrape the snow off our vehicles and make it to work on time. Alas, the less joyful “joys” of this season.
So, Old Man Winter, welcome to our land; we welcome you with open arms and layers of clothing. Bring it on, we are ready for you… but, please, just try not to stay too long, eh?