Posts Tagged With: Florida

Think Global, Act Local

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Think Global, Act Local.”

I don’t quite understand it but hear that global warming is responsible for the bitter winters the U.S. has been experiencing. If true, perhaps residents of the frigid northern states will overrun Florida, purchasing every available property and my home will become immensely valuable. I could then sell it for a ridiculous sum of money and trade in my 17-foot Casita travel trailer for a large ostentatious RV and follow the sun wherever I wish.  Or not.

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Winter Wonderland or the 9th Circle of Hell?

Dante's Ninth Circle of Hell - a lake of ice

Dante’s Ninth Circle of Hell – a lake of ice

My winter wonderland

My winter wonderland

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I moved from Florida to Ohio as a young bride I had no concept of “cold”.

I believed:

  • That snow is pretty, white and fluffy – when in fact snow is also wet, cold, slushy & gets dirty
  • That winter fashions in magazines are beautiful leather, wool, plaids, boots, sweaters, overcoats, scarves, socks & boots – when in fact, by the time I bundled up to be warm enough to survive, I couldn’t fit behind the steering wheel of my VW Beetle;
  • That ice filigreed trees, snow-covered walks, icicles, frozen lakes and rivers are picturesque – when in fact I slid on the ice and fell on my ass every time I walked out the front door;
  • That the cold air is crisp and invigorating – when in fact it burns your skin, covers your face in snot, chaps your lips and generally makes you look ugly;
  • That children are adorable in their snowshoes and mittens – when in fact, by the time you get them stuffed into their snow pants, zippered into their winter jackets and shoved into their boots and mittens, they have to pee;
  • That our home would look like a Currier and Ives print with sunny blue skies and pristine snowfall – when in fact, after Christmas there are still three months of dark, dreary days until Spring.

I spent 11 winters dreaming of moving home to Florida and have spent the past 30 years enjoying sunny, warm winters.  Why am I now planning to spend a month between Thanksgiving and Christmas in the northern woods of Michigan and hoping for snow?

I’m retired and have a cute little cottage on the shores of Lake Huron where I can retreat and do nothing but the things I  want, no responsibilities or schedules.  If it’s bright and sunny  maybe we’ll go snowshoeing; if it’s miserable maybe I’ll set up my sewing machine in the kitchen & quilt or maybe I’ll sit in front of the fireplace and read until I get tired enough to shift to the sofa for a nap. On clear days we’ll put on our weatherproof boots and walk along the shore of the lake taking pictures of the frozen fractals.cottage2

The difference is having to go out in the snow and cold vs wanting to play outdoors in the snow and cold.

I can’t wait.

Heaven or hell … I choose heaven.

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A Two Mile Walk in Paradise vs An Hour at the Gym

I can’t tell you how much $$ I’ve spent on gym memberships.  I hated every minute I spent in them after being cooped up in an office for 8-10 hours.  I am grateful that I can now walk or hike whenever and wherever I want in order to strengthen my body, mind and spirit.  This is my little piece of Paradise where I walk for two miles, listen to music, Hay House Radio or just meditate on the beauty of the setting.  The Peace River – how appropriate.

The Peace River, Charlotte Harbor, Florida

The Peace River, Charlotte Harbor, Florida

On the walking path to the first pier

On the walking path to the first pier

 

Careful not to disturb the herons

Careful not to disturb the herons

Walking out to the second pier

Walking out to the second pier

Past the playground

Past the playground

It looked like rain for a few minutes

It looked like rain for a few minutes

After my 2 mile walk I like to sit at a picnic bench with my morning smoothie and my book. Paradise!

After my 2 mile walk I like to sit at a picnic bench with my morning smoothie and my book. Paradise!

For me there is something cathartic about walking near the water; the sound, the motion, the smell.  This is just one of many paths I enjoy along the Peace River.  I know how lucky I am to live in a climate where I can exercise outdoors almost year round.   When we visit our cottage in Michigan I attempt to exercise outside — hiking, snowshoeing or cross-country skiing.  Last Christmas I tried walking from our cottage to Lake Huron, about 100 yards, and almost wheezed up my brittle frozen sinuses and lungs – oops, it was minus 11 degrees, dumb Florida girl.   So, how many calories are burned from shivering?

I took my 3-year old grandson snowshoeing last Christmas in a different sort of Paradise – the northern woods of Michigan.

 

 

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