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As a kid, I loved snow. The more the better. We would play for hours upon hours in the snow building tunnels, and sliding on what I thought was the big hill. We would skate on the marsh area that would flood during the winter until we could no longer feel our toes. We would hobble home to warm up our feet only to venture out again for a few more hours. And every night we would fall into bed exhausted from a healthy dose of fresh air. My former winter playground that I just described is not much more than a couple of kilometres from where you are currently living. And yes we did shovel. It was a given when growing up in a military family. You learned to shovel fast so you could go back out and spend more time on the mounds of snow. I would never exchange these fond memories for a warmer climate. There was much imaginary play in the winter, different from our summer time ventures. Such fond memories. Thanks for creating this winter interlude. And yes, I too am concerned for the changes we are experiencing with our climate.

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The marsh you speak of is probably the one where they have a lovely walking trail now!

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Perhaps. It has been a few years since I have been on the marsh, but a walking trail would be equally as nice.

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