January can be a tough month here in Ontario. The holidays are over and winter stretches out before us, cold and gray. And, once again this year, there is a mountain of seemingly never ending snow. As adults, we hear the word snow and tend to think: shoveling requirements, wet and sloppy footwear, bad driving conditions and the cost of gallons of windshield washer fluid.
But on walks with Sophie, I am pulled out of that adult thinking and remember the winters of my younger self: thrilling toboggan runs, ice skating under a bright February sun and frothy cups of rich hot chocolate. And it's nice, even if only for a couple hours, to see snow through Sophie's eyes and enjoy the fun of winter again....to catch snowflakes on my tongue, make snow angels in a park and watch my dog kicking up powder, leaping in pure joy.
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