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Still not gardening

The problem with being remarkably busy is that eventually, it all slows down again and you find yourself sitting on the couch, looking around, wondering what it is that you are supposed to do next.

The problem with being remarkably busy is that eventually, it all slows down again and you find yourself sitting on the couch, looking around, wondering what it is that you are supposed to do next. Besides avoiding writing my thesis, I know that I am not gardening.

At all.

Because it keeps flippin' snowing!

Right now, I have no idea why I moved back to Prince George.

Nope.

No idea.

My friends who live in Victoria, Vancouver, Pender Island and other assorted communities on the Lower Mainland are sharing photos on Facebook and Instagram of cherry blossoms, spring crocuses and magnolia trees.

My friends in Prince George are sharing photos of dirty snow, grumpy I-hate-snow posts and fury at Mother Nature rants.

It's not fair.

At all.

When the sun is shining, as long as you don't look down at the wet, soggy mess at your feet, it would seem like the world is wonderful. However, if you happen to cast your gaze down towards the rotten grass peeking creeping through the edges of the decomposing snowbank, you may feel, as I do, that warmer weather will never, ever appear.

I will never garden.

Or avoid watering my garden.

Summer will never come and I will never get the mediocre tan that only I can notice. In order to stave off the long-winter insanity, I splurged at the dollar store and bought very small pots in which I will grow very small plants in the hopes of coaxing winter to go away for a long while. I am sure this will work.

Winter needs a cap of three months: November, December and January and after that, Spring.

Imagine what it would be like: we would be running around singing, "Hello Spring! Hello, Everyone!"

Instead, we are all moping about, grumbling, "Eff this snow!" and "I hate this!"

Once it stops snowing, everything will be better. Imagine if April and May were warm and lovely and filling with the singing songs of little birdies nesting in our blooming shrubs and bushes. Would it be beautiful?

For now, I will pretend that the snow will be gone by the end of April and it will stop snowing. We moved to Prince George for a chance at a good life and a great community to live in and raise our family.

We stay because it is a good life, a great community and we are eternally optimistic that the weather will improve.