How could I have forgotten how beautiful Gaspé is in winter? We had lots of snow over the past few days, and this morning when I left the house at 6:15 a.m. to pick up a colleague at the airport dawn was just breaking. The streetlights were shutting off as I drove along the snow packed country roads. It was –15C and there was just a hint of a sunny day. We had a 2 hour drive up the coast, and before I knew it we were bathed in bright sunshine, sparkling off the lapis lazuli water and the pristine new snow. Around each corner was a new and breathtaking sight: snow drifted like fondant on the fanciest of cakes and shining like a carpet of diamonds, little ice pads floating on the Bay, trees dabbed or dusted with fresh snow…nature at its most pure and heart-stopping.
It is truly wonderful to be back in the country – the silence! Ah, the silence, and the stars. And the contented feeling of coming home after a long day to find a fire burning in the wood stove and the setting sun inviting me to sit on the balcony for a few minutes and relax into the returning warmth that is a sure hope of Spring.
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