It snowed last night. It's cold and wet. Yuck. At my desk, I have my special 'Sun Light Lamp' turned on to try to fool myself that it is sunny and warm. It's not working.
I remember when I was about twelve years old laughing at the geezer next door who always complained that he was cold and that he wanted to live in a hot climate. I'm not laughing now. He ended up moving to Australia but I'm still here in Canada. I like Canadian summers but can't say that the winters are something I look forward to.
Although I was never a great fan of winter sports, I do remember building snow forts as a kid, having snowball fights and skating on ponds near our home. The cold never really bothered me then. Now, it's not really the cold that bothers me either. I rarely zip up my winter coats, in fact I think the zippers to be a nuisance. I never wear a hat, unless it is to keep the sun our of my eyes. It's not the cold, it is the feeling I have that everything is dead and dying and that the world has stopped. Green grass, red and yellow flowers, blue skies, everything is gone. Instead we have a uniform shade of grey. The skies are grey, the landscape is grey, and everything seems to blur into a mush of ugly.
Maybe that's why I love Panama and other more tropical places. There is colour everywhere. Everything is alive. And I don't have to wear socks. That alone is reason enough to seek out a warmer climate. I guess I will have to pack up my sandals for the season and dig out some socks to wear.
Yes, this has been a silly post. Why not? I'm in a silly mood. That's what snow does to me.
Have a great weekend.