The thing you dread the most, even subconsciously, throughout the warm seasons in Canada is the winter. Everyone says it’s something you get used to over the years, the reality is that you don’t especially when it comes sooner than expected: This year, November 1st.
Productivity also slows down, you don’t go outside very often except when you do, you get punished. The cold, like a punch in the face that never lets off. The extra time you spend indoors, one would think, gives you more time to reflect, write, produce, read and all other ‘cozy’ activities — this only lasts until Christmas.
I personally dislike talking about the weather, it only comes out in winter. That dreaded season, always on my mind. I’ve never took a good photo in winter, but I never really try. The photos I do take, I never look back with fondness, it’s just a reminder of what’s to come or as a record of survival.
Most likely, the content here will change and slow down. Hopefully, not for too long.
Some winter related stories:
When the night spills over into the day
I’ve been here before many times before