November 6, 2012 by Vicki
I love autumn. I, especially, love later autumn when the trees really start to change colour and the wind is crisp and cold. Warm outwear is required for any adventures and yet every adventure feels invigorating because of the cold and smells of autumn. I do not know why autumn smells wonderful. It just does. It smells like soil, pumpkins and spices. Nothing brings out these smells more than wandering through a batch of fallen leaves in a public park.
I have the excellent fortune to live within walking distance of a lovely park called “Victoria Park.” It’s located right in the heart of Hamilton. A path goes all the way around the park. My dog, Lucy, and I walk that path every day. Today, we went for a walk a little earlier than usual and the kids were just fresh from school. The school sits in front of the park and the kids all stop and play before heading home. I have to feel sorry for those kids during the day, being able to see the temptation of the park and yet having to stay in the school. That must be hard. The benefit, however, are they can have guilt-free fun in the park after school. They seemed to be having so much fun, running through the leaves and playing in the jungle gym. Even the parents looked happy as they watched their children frolic in the cold.
I live in Canada in Southern Ontario. I think the world sees Canada as a very cold place. Although it is true that in the Northern provinces our winters can be pretty crazy, we still have four seasons. I am one of those crazy people who love autumn and Winter. I could not live somewhere that I never saw snow or felt a wintry breeze. I, actually, have a mood boost from a winter’s snow. I don’t know why but it always makes me feel happy when I can walk on fresh, crisp snow. All the houses look so comfy and warm. Outside is silence. Silence is truly golden.
I am not saying that I do not complain about winter. My friends who read this blog would immediately call “foul” if I did. I am saying that despite my complaints, I truly would not be happy living without winter. Most of my complaints actually stem more from cold rain then snow. I grew up in Northern Ontario and have not accepted the slush that Southern Ontarian s believe is snow. Snow does not form puddles. Snow forms hills and forts and snowman. I also miss being able to see the sun. Winter, however, is not yet here, and the sun is out, at least in Hamilton. So go and enjoy it and may every day be as beautiful as today.