Freddie P's Blog

May 20, 2008 @ 10:10

I guess I’m getting soft in my old age.

A Victoria Day weekend came and went and I didn’t go north. I just can’t handle shitty weather any more.

It used to be, I didn’t care what the weather was like, I just loved being in the Kawarthas even if it meant being huddled inside watching movies.

Not any more.

My wife and I got up on Friday morning and we weren’t going to be fooled by the nice day that was unfolding. We put an eye towards the forecast and it wasn’t too encouraging, so we made a call.

We’d stay home on Friday and if the weather forecast proved to be wrong on Saturday morning, we’d head up north.

Saturday arrived and we still weren’t convinced there would be any major turn around so we decided to stay home, and it proved to be the correct choice.

Saturday was unsettled and cool, Sunday provided a steady downpour and Monday was downright frigid.

We stayed home, enjoyed our spacious home, entertained some relatives, watched a lot of hockey and planted a tree. Yes, a tree.

My sweet wife Delyse has always wanted to plant a birch tree in front of our house, so on Saturday we went and bought a little sapling.

It will take years to mature, and we’ll probably be long gone before we can actually enjoy its full splendour, but that doesn’t matter, we accomplished something on the weekend that gave us both a small measure of pleasure and warmth.

We’ll watch it grow as long as we’re here, and even after we’re gone it will give us a reason to drive by the “old house” and see how much the birch tree has grown.