Winter


A winter ski trip to the woods

A winter ski trip to the woods

A video of solo ski trip in Mont Tremblant National Park In mid-February 2023.

As I enter 2024

As I enter 2024

New Year 2024 reflections: This time will end. Appreciate its gifts. One day these days will be cherished memories.

Happy Imbolc!

Happy Imbolc!

This is where I part ways with my Gaelic ancestral heritage and lean into my Nordic Scandinavian roots. I have zero interest in Spring right now. It's just starting feel like honest-to-goodness winter!⁣

At the beginning of March

At the beginning of March

How is it that I'm still writing about these kids?

For the pain that can't be borne

For the pain that can't be borne

I can't guarantee their safety, success, or well-being. I can't guarantee my own. This is the deep aching vulnerability of being human.

Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part two

Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part two

By the end of February I was feeling a whole lotta cranky. And then it came to me, while I was out in the woods for Laurent's birthday. I needed a solo backcountry ski trip in March.

Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part one

Winter is my country (but then there's March) ~ Part one

I love the rolling mountain winter landscapes of Quebec, the ski hills and all the snow. I haven't had a strong sense of "home" as a place since leaving Alberta as a twenty-three year old wife and new mom, but winter mountains come close.