I wasn't REALLY driving home for Christmas, it just felt like it. The snow came during the night - my neighbour said it had come to say "Hi" before I left. The amount of time I spend there in the snow is a mystery to most of the locals. I can't help buy LOVE it and would have stayed but I was coming home for my granddaughter's birthday party. Two of my kids have been particularly silly - they have children born within 2 days of each other, the week before Christmas! HOW is anyone supposed to deal with that. Dear Santa, Can you help with Grandchildren's birthday presents? I have been good, well, at least I can explain. Love Pennie. Fortunately, the one living in England is having her party this coming weekend which should give us time to recover for Christmas [well, in theory that should be the case.]
SO, I am driving down to the city having left late because I had to clear snow from the drive and the car but at least it had stopped snowing. I take a route along Airport Road - a very long road that goes from Collingwood through to Lester Pearson Airport in Toronto. It's straight, hilly and very scenic. The sun was shining so the road had dried after the overnight snowfall and there was enough snow to twinkle. I pass at least four christmas tree farms with quite a few more just a little way off the main road. Get the scene? What comes on the radio - "Driving home for Christmas" and I haven't been able to get it out of my head since!!! Mind you, it did suit the journey but not as much as a few years back when I did the journey on a Saturday and all the city folk were collecting their trees and it was snowing - big fluffy snowflakes, so beautiful.
Couldn't resist some photos. Think cosy clothes and hot white chocolate. Enjoy.
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| Early morning |
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| Even the trash got a covering |
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| I straightened it before I left! |
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| The trash adds to the scenery, don't you think? |
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| Not quite as clear as the one across the road, but clear enough to get out! |
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