So winter appears to be over in Toronto and we didn't have much of it at all - almost no snow, no storms, and no ice on the lake. Most people are pretty happy about that of course, but I missed the way winter changes everything, refreshes your view of familiar surroundings. Without that I found myself lacking enthusiasm and inspiration during a sullen November that's lasted four months. I love the changing seasons. I've lived in places where the weather is nice all the time, where it's either hot or wet, and it's too easy to lose myself, nothing marks the passing time and I start to slow down, wind down.
I'll be looking for inspiration in Iceland next month, from everything I've heard it's all around you, all the time. Looking forward to it.
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