The world is white. And I’m not talking about the snow. We’re living in a world of salt. It covers the roads and sidewalks. The cars are coated in a gritty layer of it, inside and out, where it rubs onto coats and pants, so that we walk around wearing it. We bring it into the house on our boots. There’s no escaping it. I thought about going through the car wash the other day, but with -35°C temps outside I decided that I didn’t want to risk freezing the doors shut.
This is winter. The cold, the snow, and the salt, and all things white.
And when we're dealing with extreme cold outside, there's a lot of this going on inside.
Instagram lately. There's a lot of food happening. Along with some hockey, a boreal forest diorama, and a frozen lake.
I feel like I've been in hibernation mode. I guess that's winter.