Conception Bay South, Newfoundland

© Christine Mastroianni, all rights reserved

Although this is a photograph I took last year in Newfoundland, it totally echoes the damp chilly air in Southern Ontario on this very day. I don't say this with disdain, however, I am just stating a fact. I am completely fine with weather that makes you want to cocoon with a chunky, homeknit sweater or any other warm, comforting mass of your choosing..

Contrary to popular weather reporting belief, not everyone considers an afternoon of diving temperatures and misty air fodder for complaint. Granted, I would not like every day to be like this. But that is precisely the point: I wouldn't want every day to be bright and sunny either. Some people say they would like to live down south and have summer all the time, but for me, the changing of the seasons not only elicit appreciation for each new one (and reprieve from continuous hot or cold temperatures) but each season brings with it something new to do/wear/eat/begin/etc. Is there not a sense of renovation at the start of the school year? A sense of renewal as we welcome spring?