I like this time of year. Since I have lived on the Coast, that is.
February in the Prairies was the worst month of the year for me. The snow and cold was likely to last another 2 to 3 months. The days still felt short. When my room mate and I first moved here from Calgary, we had a big party in February just to tide us over until Winter truly had faded.
Maybe it is climate change, or maybe I am getting older, but February now seems to be the light at the end of the tunnel for old man winter. The snowdrops (Galanthus) are popping up in my garden. When I leave work in the afternoon, it is still light out. And we get these periods of sunny days that are just a flirting of what is to come.
In 7 days, we will be rolling into the Kootenay’s for our annual family ski trip. On the way back from those snowy days, as we descend from the Coastal Mountains and start to smell the warmer, moist air, it feels like winter is truly over.
Of course there will be many great skiing days left in the season. But on any given Saturday or Sunday as we head into late March and April, the garden and the boat start to take our attention away from the mountains.
Living on the Coast sure beats other Northern places, where it tends to feel like 8 months winter and 4 months cold.