Rattling the Bones

It's 8:00 o'clock am.  I'm still in bed glancing out our bedroom window.  There's one ray of sunshine piercing through a dense cloudy sky and illuminating the pool, full of snow.  There's a pink glow spooning white covered roof tops.  It's the kind of  picture you see on postcards.  It's beautiful but cold.   Today, it's -11 degrees celcius.  It's hard to believe that just a week ago we were in Mexico where the temperature was +33 degrees celcius. Since we've been back everyone has been having a hard time getting back into routine.  It seems like we all wish we could live where the weather isn't so cold.  Personally,  I miss the sun.  I wish it would show up more often up here in Quebec. I admit that I love having four seasons but I wish winter wasn't so long even though it isn't really longer than spring or summer if you count the months.  I think that it's more a question of impression than actual fact.   I've come to pay...

Just got back home from Mexico.   I have to say that I'm glad to be back in Montreal, Quebec despite the fact that we have snow and it's freezing here...  Mexico offered sun, beaches, and lots of time to explore but I felt exhausted by the constant begging, the having to negotiate for prices, and the constant need to be careful not to get lost. Holidays abroad are in my opinion somewhat over rated.   Still when I left home to travel south I was excited and couldn't wait for the warm weather.  I figure the first few days in Florida before heading to Mexico were quite refreshing.   It's like the body shifts at some point and wonders where did "home go!?"  I never thought of Montreal as my home per say even though I was born and grew up here.  I never really connected to the land but do love the seasons.  Being away from home brings lots of new perspective.  It helps to take a distance from our own nest sometimes. I always find it interesting when I travel how mu...

It was G's birthday and we walked through town shopping for the perfect gift. I had a few ideas but wanted him to chose something that he would really like. He teased me all morning. "How much are you ready to spend," he giggled, making believe that he was hoping for something extravagant. After a few hours of looking through all kinds of boutiques we decided to stop for burritos at a new, local Mexican restaurant. I waited outside while G gave in the order. It was a beautiful Fall day. It was 14degrees celsius and the trees were garbed in their richess attires: Red, yellow and Monarch orange. When G sat down besides me I felt more than his presence, someone else stood near us. "Who's there?" I asked while sipping my smootie and looking into the bag of food. G looked at me curiously and asked what I was feeling. I explained that I could feel another presence: A man. I told G that he seemed adamant to speak to me and that I was in a fri...