There’s Always the Weather

If you live in the Maritimes it’s safe to say that talking about the weather takes up a certain portion of your day. It’s part of what we do. Whether you know someone or just met them, it’s a topic for conversation–the cold and snow of winter (or else our unusual mild spells), dry summer/wet summer, cold springs, wet fall, warm falls–there are so many possibilities and we Maritimers take notice of them all. Mind you, we don’t always complain. We do get our share of, what some might call, perfect days from a weather standpoint. So please don’t feel sorry for us Maritimers. We are not digging ourselves out of huge snowbanks ten months out of the year. I promise you!

With that said, this weekend we do happen to be digging out from our third Nor’easter of the year. Yes, I did say third. But it’s January and we must remember that. A year without snow in January, now that would be talk-worthy for this Maritimer.

We all have thoughts about the snow. Watching from the safety of their windows, some declare it beautiful, others look at it as an opportunity to get some exercise shoveling or maybe skiing or snowshoeing. It’s just a matter of perception for many of us. We can love it or hate it, the choice is always our own.

This morning I’m sipping coffee and waiting to get back to work on my edits. I’ve been wanting to make some changes to the opening but have been working on other parts of the manuscript in the meantime, knowing that at some point the opening sentences I’d been looking for would come. It happened late last night and common sense ordered me downstairs to write it down. I obeyed. I can’t tell you how many times a sentence will to me as I’m lying with my head on the pillow, but then disappears come morning. Yes, I know better. These words/sentences are fleeting even when we’re convinced that we’ll remember come morning because that sentence is just that great.

This time I listened to that little voice inside that said, “Drag your sorry butt out of bed and write this down.” Well, those might not have been the exact words, but you get my drift–and I don’t mean snow drift.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend and send me some positive vibes as I work out the bumps in my manuscript.

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