By Tracy Schruder
Walking through the forest deep
The sky so dark, the moon so bleak
The crusted snow crumbles beneath my feet
With each step forward, closer I become
To the grand opening before me
High up above, streams trickle through your walls
Each sound and twinkle leading to the falls
Bare feet in the snow, and feeling no cold
Toes dig in slightly, leaving a melted hole
A slow, deep breath, lungs full and grown
Exhale ever so slightly, keeping my head in my goal
Do you need a break? From what?
I need a break from winter! Today the temperature is minus eight degrees Celsius.
Typically, in this tiny Canadian town, where I live, the temperature can range anywhere from two or three degrees above freezing to minus forty degrees Celsius. This week looks like the temperature will be hovering around minus fourteen. The wind chill is, almost always, ten degrees below the ambient temperature. Some days, it feels like it could cut through exposed skin, like a knife. Makes me giggle saying that, while thinking, maybe, Brian Adams’ song, Cuts Like A Knife was less about love and more about the winter weather here, in Canada. He’s a home grown, Canadian artist, by the way. Bryan Adams is a Canadian singer, songwriter, and musician. He was born on November 5, 1959, in Kingston, Ontario, Canada. Adams’ music career spans over four decades, and he is known for his hit songs and albums that have become iconic in Canadian and international music.
Even though he wrote this song ‘Cuts like a knife’ about his own heartbreak and his personal struggles with relationships, it seems fitting here for this daily prompt, because each year as winter settles in, I feel like I too am broken up with and feel hurt from the temporary, separation from Summer. Hahaha.
Let me regress, I could use a break from Winter. I need a break from the cold temperatures and the face numbing, wind. I could use a break from shoveling snow and driving, or sliding, down the icy roads.
I look forward to Spring, budding plants and budding trees. I look forward to fields of dandelions blowing off their first set of seeds.
Don’t get me wrong, I love living in Canada. The good, the bad and the ugly of it all. However, even if it’s only once, every couple years, I would love a break from winter.
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