California Girl in Search of Winter
In one week I leave the sunshine (eternal) of Los Angeles and venture to the other coast in search of REAL WINTER. In fact, it is my Birthday present to myself. Everyone thinks I'm crazy including my friends in Massachusetts and Maine who wish they could up and leave the winter forever.
My Dad constantly tells me I live on the wrong side of the country. And I tell him I would move back there for good if he would fly on an airplane. But he doesn't fly and he's kind of old and last time I moved 3000 miles away he got cancer. (Doing fine just now) He's nearly 80 and I don't want to jinx him with another move.
The truth of the matter is, my winter in Boston was glorious. The California girl learned it can be too cold to snow. I remember, with a romantic heart, waking up each day and praying it would be above 30, then 20 then 0. I learned about windchill and experienced my one and only snow day.
So, I am off to wear long wool coats, warm cashmere scarves, a thick wool muffler, hat that covers my ears, glove,s fuzzy warm boots and "silks". I can walk all over town like the crazy eccentric I aspire to be. I can drink coffee and tea and hot cocoa all day long. I can hardly wait for my return to a place that gave me winter. And for the briefest of moments I will feel like I could live there forever.
I love the east coast (Boston) winter. It was spring that made me wish for Los Angeles.
My Dad constantly tells me I live on the wrong side of the country. And I tell him I would move back there for good if he would fly on an airplane. But he doesn't fly and he's kind of old and last time I moved 3000 miles away he got cancer. (Doing fine just now) He's nearly 80 and I don't want to jinx him with another move.
The truth of the matter is, my winter in Boston was glorious. The California girl learned it can be too cold to snow. I remember, with a romantic heart, waking up each day and praying it would be above 30, then 20 then 0. I learned about windchill and experienced my one and only snow day.
So, I am off to wear long wool coats, warm cashmere scarves, a thick wool muffler, hat that covers my ears, glove,s fuzzy warm boots and "silks". I can walk all over town like the crazy eccentric I aspire to be. I can drink coffee and tea and hot cocoa all day long. I can hardly wait for my return to a place that gave me winter. And for the briefest of moments I will feel like I could live there forever.
I love the east coast (Boston) winter. It was spring that made me wish for Los Angeles.
posted by Colleen at 2:07 PM
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