Sometimes we have to just sit down and figure out why we are so busy. If making a living becomes more important than having a life, I think we have to adjust some priorities. I doubt that at the end of it all our last thoughts will be “I wish I had worked a few more days”.
This weekend, Karen and I traveled to Niagara Falls to celebrate with Jo (our youngest) and Dean.
They were married on Sunday.
This has been a brutally cold and long winter. The media has in their zeal of naming winter storms, now come up with something to call the weather when it is not a storm. They have invented the term “polar vortex”. I guess it sound ominous enough to have more viewers tune in but to those of us who live in the midst of this seasonal cold, we call it “winter”. Always have and always will. This time of year sends many, who are tired of complaining, running south to bask in the sand and surf or to even somehow enjoy the desert.
It is cold and snowy this time of year. And such is life in Northwestern Ontario. Our chief pilot Randy tells me there is a bright side however. He says he hasn’t seen a mosquito for weeks now.
