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What to do on a warm winter balmy day?

Posted by Willow on January 26, 2002, at 22:20:20

http://www.canadianecology.ca/cip/index.cfm/main,15,en,73,158,0,0,3

Technology! Snowshoes aren't what they use to be. I've always preferred the old compared to new untested thing, but I may have learnt something new today.

I had problems with my wagon and was without it for over a week. How attached we become to these machines and why, I now know. The "ecology centre" was offering free snowshoing which was sponsered by a local store and a manufacturer of snowshoes. In my excitement I promised the children a trip there if they let me sleep with no interruptions.

I'm not sure if they complied, but I did manage to hibernate until eleven. I tried to persuade the spouse to join in but oh well ... that's another story. So off I went in my beloved vehicle with four little eager ones for a day's adventure.

The scenery and peace away from regular chores probably heightened my anticipation, but mostly I think it was to be able to bring a little of my childhood back. I realized that my youngest like myself is frightened of moving water and also bridges. (Perhaps I need to increase my dosage of effexor?) But the forest and a small campfire allure me with some strange unexplainable power.

I had an uncontrollable compulsion to add new kindling and shift the coals to let the air in so that the flames could dance. My smallest one too was mesmerized by the colours of the flames. He lied on the dirtied snow with a twig poked into the coals until it would light, then he would withdraw it and stare and comment on its state.

I cannot argue that he is an extension of myself, through his eyes I can see my own wonders being relived. Which leaves me questioning which one of the paths lead me to this constipated state of emotions?

By the way, the snowshoes were marvelous. It didn't take long before they were forgotten. At one point I shushed the children so they could listen to the gentle rapids in the river. They were silent for a whole five seconds and then continued with their banter.

Hmph ...


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