05 March 2009

the ice storm



The air is so cold it slices your lungs. Moisture can't decide how to condense and precipitate so it adheres to everything like a thin glass veneer. Power lines are strung with the clearest crystal pendants; trees are coated with a glistening, frozen skin. Minus ten in March is a nice reminder of winter's long grip on PEI.

In contrast to the weather, the reception which awaited me on my return was as warm as you can imagine. Settling back in was smooth and easy.

On Sunday we took a walk in the frigid air, pushing the buggy along sidewalks rutted with ice. I fell to earth with a huge bang. Michelle says my feet scooted right off the ground in front of me, cartoon style, as I thumped onto the ice. Now I am nursing a tender bruised back and elbow. Hmph!

6 comments:

Little M said...

Welcome back to Canada love! Keep your toque close :)

Ms. Kimba said...

so glad your back!!!!

Steph Barton said...

it was snowing the other day PV. SNOWING. It was sunny and everything.

C.J.Duffy said...

Having seen that arse, all I can say is that it can take a good bruising!

Good to see you back home. You belong there.

Raghav said...

words go perfectly with the pic.
which is excellent btw

Patry Francis said...

Hope you're on the mend and enjoying the early spring.