Boots in Winter

I watched three people launch kayaks early yesterday morning, and one said, as she stepped into the water, “If we’re going to do this in winter, we’re going to need booties.” To me, that defines the difference between Calgary and San Diego.

I left a land cursed by the snow queen, the ground covered in a blanket of snow, and every tree encased in a thick layer of frost. Here, they need booties to kayak in winter.

I comfort myself with, “At least we’ll have a white Christmas.”

Maureen