this has been the longest silence yet. i am sorry. for perhaps disappointing some of you, but mostly for disappointing myself. throughout my life, of all of the times that i have started a journal (whatever it’s form ), i have never kept it going. the novelty wears off. laziness kicks in. things happen. and before you know it, it’s gone. but this blog has been different. it’s the longest going journal i’ve ever had. and i don’t want to let it go. that’s why i hate it when i let it go for so long. it’s scary, how easy it is to let things slip away.
i was silent during the madness that was going on in Vancouver. which is funny, because there was a lot to say. about November being the wettest month ever. about flooding and contamination of the drinking water. about the earliest snow storm that i’ve seen since i’ve been here. how beautiful it was and excited i was to see snow. i missed the snow last year. and this snow made Vancouverites become tourists in their own city, walking around with cameras, mesmerized. and then it melted away, like it always does. December brought wind storms from Hawaii. trees fell down. the last one tore pieces of our roof down. with wind gusts of 125 km/h (apparently, the equivalent of a category 2 tornado), i thought that my windows were going to blow in. and now we are back to normal. warm weather, lots of annoying rain.
it’s all been quite unusual. who ever said that global warming wasn’t happening just got proven wrong.
the madness is also in trying to do everything before Christmas. fixing pictures. getting presents. trying to make things perfect.
but i have found myself a couch (am now no longer using a single mattress in lieu of a couch. i have a beautiful dinning table. things are falling into place.