winter girls

Am I the only one who’ll kinda miss winter when it’s gone?

I like the blustery weather. I like the fluffy snow.

I like getting bundled up to go outside. I like mittens, and scarves, and toques, and berets, and pea-coats, and parkas.

I like curling up with a book, or some knitting, or sewing, or illustrating while sparkly flakes fall outside.

I like making minestrone, and chilli, and roast beef, and baked ziti, and spaghetti Bolognese.

And I feel like we didn’t get our fair share of winter this year. Granted, I happen to think that Toronto looks especially pretty when it’s “Rosy and Gray” out (as Ron Hawkins put it).

But this year there’s been far too much grey. Not nearly enough fluffy-white-stuff.