We picked out our Christmas tree again from the Junior Forest Wardens allotment this year. Every year they offer lodgepole pine and its quite a different tree to put up for Christmas. While we were there for a short while I could feel the longing of my soul looking forward to hiking again soon. It was too busy of a day otherwise we would've gone. There is just a little bit of snow on the ground and the temperature was quite balmy for December. I've taken a break from instagram to get a hold of my blogging and photography again. I'm so behind on so many photos and I want to begin working on some new photography.
The mountains are always my favourite thing to look at when they are covered in snow. It suits them much better than bare rock. Snow helps to outline all the details that we otherwise miss and grab our attention with the stark contrast of the white on dark grey. The past couple of months I've had a new awakening to writing and reading about the land again. It's been so long, I must say that I was rather burnt out after my master's degree and the thought of writing and researching one single word made me paralyzed. Leaving Ireland to come back to Canada was tough, finding thin places here is more difficult and the moments to contemplate are mostly interrupted by a wild toddler and crying baby. But sharing the land with people is more important, and this point in my life I am finding the value in family and community. Instead of being self-serving, I have been focusing on serving my family and surprisingly, it's brought a lot of joy. The days are calmer, and flow more smoothly, I am not as tired and have more time to invest in my evenings. Tonight I spent some time painting a scene that I photographed in Bragg Creek, the grass was just so lovely the way that it fell and the tiny kinnikinick berries give a thoughtful surprise from the stump. Once it's done I'll be posting it on the painting page.