Two words to get through to spring - Happy Winter #mythoughts #winter

As I look out the window at the snow and note the frigid number on the thermometer - I sigh.
Eastern Ontario has settled down for another long cold winter.
It could be worse.
I could live in Iqaluit or Whitehorse.
We Canadians are proud of our cold heritage - we feel like fighters - survivors against Mother Nature.
And we are dreamers - dreaming of sunny summer days.
But for the moment, I'll watch the birds flutter in, grab a seed and fly away from the feeder outside my window.
And since I have no idea where this is going - I will just end now with two words - Happy Winter.