Thursday, December 24, 2015
Merry Christmas everyone. I'm not much into the Christmas spirit this year but winter is still my favorite time of year. The magic of a fresh snowfall transforming the landscape into a frozen paradise causes me to peacefully reflect.
I like water. Living in Vancouver we get lots of rain. So does Ireland. That's why it's always green. Yet water comes in different forms. You can ski on or snowshoe and climb ice and snow in the winter and you can surf or paddle on it in the spring, summer and fall. For those more adventurous than I you can ever scuba dive under neath it. I prefer to paddle on it or walk on it when it's frozen. The ice carving festival at Lake Louise was clearly a high point in my travels.
When the light hits ice it's a refreshing magical moment frozen in time. Like a prism transforming the light's rays into a rainbow. It's like looking at the magic of water being tossed up into he air and crystallizing into an intricate snowflake when it freezes. If that isn't magic, I don't know what is. Behind the dark clouds the sun is still shining. Out of the darkness and into the sun. Peace.