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Saturday, Meggie Turned 28. We started off by going to the fantastic pastry shop downtown. Meggie (as I call her, her name is Megan) is the type of person who doesn't ask for much, but will anything to help you when you need her.
We went cross-country skiing for literally 2 hours in the middle of the afternoon. I have not had much experience with cross-country skiing, and most of my trip ended up falling sidewise and becoming frusterated. At times, I feel so unnaturalist-y. I am terrible at sports and barely have experienced much other than hiking. I guess though, I feel like I am getting a lot of new experiences here, which is more exciting than being too familiar with it all.
There is so much snow here. We have had snow since Thanksgiving, but it has not stopped. The temperatures have been consistent below thirty degrees. More snow tonight, infact, at least 7 inches. The high for Wednesday is 16.
Nonetheless, the point of my story is this:
as we were skiing, the sun started to set. I started to get that feeling I get when I fall in love with nature. It is incredibly difficult for me to explain, but a great sensation of the worth of the earth and its value overcomes me. I felt that then, and for the first time since I have been here. Then, I discovered, I love the winter. I love it so incredibly much, and I love snow, and the way it feels. I love the silence after is snows, I love to watch the animals helplessly scurry about. Some odd energy has come my way, and I strangely like my job, is that true? Or is it that I am about to leave and my heart is happy? Was it that I left for Thanksgiving and that was all i really needed? Or am I finally just adjusted?
I do not know, but I like the feeling, a lot.
We went cross-country skiing for literally 2 hours in the middle of the afternoon. I have not had much experience with cross-country skiing, and most of my trip ended up falling sidewise and becoming frusterated. At times, I feel so unnaturalist-y. I am terrible at sports and barely have experienced much other than hiking. I guess though, I feel like I am getting a lot of new experiences here, which is more exciting than being too familiar with it all.
There is so much snow here. We have had snow since Thanksgiving, but it has not stopped. The temperatures have been consistent below thirty degrees. More snow tonight, infact, at least 7 inches. The high for Wednesday is 16.
Nonetheless, the point of my story is this:
as we were skiing, the sun started to set. I started to get that feeling I get when I fall in love with nature. It is incredibly difficult for me to explain, but a great sensation of the worth of the earth and its value overcomes me. I felt that then, and for the first time since I have been here. Then, I discovered, I love the winter. I love it so incredibly much, and I love snow, and the way it feels. I love the silence after is snows, I love to watch the animals helplessly scurry about. Some odd energy has come my way, and I strangely like my job, is that true? Or is it that I am about to leave and my heart is happy? Was it that I left for Thanksgiving and that was all i really needed? Or am I finally just adjusted?
I do not know, but I like the feeling, a lot.