It is a beautiful, sun shiny day! After three days of tiny, easy to see the crystals in the flakes, snow, we have about two feet of accumulation. More across the front lawn where it drifted. Mountains on the edge of the driveways where we piled it. The temps were running between -5°C and -12°C. The snow kept coming.
Last night the temperature took a nose dive. I'm not sure how low it dropped, but it's -24°C now, as I type this, at nearly 10am. Winter has arrived.
I am not a winter person. I am a hermit. I hate to be cold. I hate walking thrugh the snow. My big snow boots are heavy. Walking anywhere is a chore. Walking through snow drifts up to your ass- a much bigger chore. I prefer to spend my winters indoors, curled up in front of the fire with a good book.
But we are Canadians. From northern Ontario. Where the sun doesn't shine. Much. For months.
Which leads some people to think... my parents... that I should spend time outside... to get my sunny D.
That's vitamin D. A much needed vitamin produced by your skin when exposed to sunlight. Sunlight which is in short supply. Especially in the winter. In Canada.
Add to that- it's pretty darn cold here. In the winter. In Canada.
So, even when I do venture outside, there is very little, if any, of my actual skin exposed. Most often I am covered from head to toe, with just the skin on the top of my nose, between my eyes exposed. I'm not likely to absorb much sunny D that way, now am I?
But there are days, when I sit and drink my morning tea, reading emails, playing stupid facebook games, blogging, wasting away my time on the computer. In my living room. With the fire crackling away. My house a lovely, warm, 80°F in spots. With my head uncovered. My hands uncovered. And sometimes even a short sleeve shirt. And the sun comes up behind me. My living room windows are east and south facing. Father sun bathes me in his light, and I am refreshed.
These are the joys of winter in the north. Beautiful, sun shiny days. Because it's too cold to snow.