Clearing a Path for 2016





Well well. We have an extra day, one to add to the other 365! Here we come leap year 2016.
The leap years have to pop up every four years to keep our seasonal names attuned with astronomical events. Otherwise, one day we’d end up with the winter solstice occurring in what we call July.
With any New Year comes the usual practice of listing notables from the previous 12 months. But since this is a leap year, I decided to flash forward instead of flash back.
Keeping in mind that nothing in 2016 is certain (except 13 new and 12 full moon phases) here’s my list of 16 things to look forward to.
1.   The joyful feeling you get when you lend a helping hand. Humanity shines when we grab the opportunity to pay it forward in line at the grocery store, smile back at a baby or open the door for a laden down person.






2.   The chance to give yourself a pat on the back for learning new “stuff.”  Sometimes wandering the streets of today’s digital village can be overwhelming. This week I found an efficient way to back up my computer and organize desktop files. Aaaah!
3.   Sunny spots, places where you can have a quiet sit and feel the kind warmth of Old Sol. One of my favourites offers a sheltered view of the lake, even when charging winds whip foamy tops off of the waves.


4.   Adventure stories. This is a cool thing. I still remember Katelyn and her horse, Whiskey, meandering along the shoulders of the road. Who knows what Highway 17 North or the waters of Lake Superior will deliver. By the way, Katelyn and Whiskey made it to Manitoba, where Whiskey is spending this winter. Katelyn took the bus back to B.C. where she is working until she starts her ride again in the spring.


5.   Puzzles to solve. I found a few brain teasing, although sometimes mind numbing, challenges in a great library book. The Codebook by Simon Singh shows an undeciphered, 1820s code that is supposed to lead to buried treasure. The book also lists the Morse code, which I hope to learn - just for fun.
6.   Watching plants surface. Last fall I transplanted the rhubarb bed (for the umpteenth time). This spring I’ll be anxious to see if the reddish tips find their way up through the ground.
7.   The emergence of the Pink Lady’s Slippers (aka Cypripedium acaule). The moccasin - shaped flowers appear in the same spot year after year. No matter how freezy the winter or how warm the spring, these bulbous beauties just keep coming back.





8.   The different ways to move over snowy ground. So far this year, close to the shore, there has been little need of snowshoes and scant opportunity to ski. No frozen pond skating – sigh, but a recent bootwalk over a few cms of the white stuff was a treat. The forest floor, not yet frozen solid, felt sqooshy and soft, almost like Caribbean sands. (No... I’m not going to cheat and include a trip south in the list. )


9.   Crisp perspective of the cold. Snow outlines every tiny twig. Stars and planets are diamonds scattered across black velvet. Frost flowers are a temptation to pick. And clear, mid-day magnetic skies are a deep hypnotic blue.



10.     Mosquitoes and blackflies! That’s right! They are food and strength for the beloved spring peepers, the melodic warblers and...the elusive trout. Besides, we’ve learned to survive pesky bugs with screens, bugnets, deet, mosi-q and by seeking the windy places.
11.     Loons. Each fall, once their spotted summer feathers turn to the soft grey and white winter plumage, these plaintive voiced water birds take off for the south. Where do they go? Will I see them again when I swim out front?


12.     Photos from friends and relatives. There will be beach gatherings, picnics and more joy to share.




13.     Books. I like the paper kind and am lucky to be looking at two Christmas gifts - Canoe Country by Roy MacGregor and The Heart Goes Last by Margaret Atwood. A stormy winter day, the woodstove. Need I say more?


14.     Music. Yes, yes, always. There are new tunes to enjoy i.e.: Adele’s latest, 25. The old ones still give off their charm too. I love to watch the lake breath in and out while listening to my scratchy, vinyl version of Vivaldi’s Four Seasons.
15.     A trip, maybe, to Pukaskwa National Park. Last summer we discovered a tent that can accommodate cots. Yay - glamping!
16.     And, finally, giggles and laughter from the grandkids. Or any kids in fact. (Now that says it all!)


So here we go gang. Let’s all jump into life and find a Very Happy, Very New Leap Year.