It beats going to the Gym!

To look at the pictures, you would wonder why I balk at the thought of getting out and getting some exercise…

 

But I do, often. A wall of inertia must be overcome to drag this comfort loving home-body out into the elements. There are so many factors to consider:

The COLD. The bundling up just right but not too much. The fear that this will be the time I fall and hurt something, or suffer some cataclysmic life-changing event. Then there is the sheer work of it.  (X-country skiing may be about g-l-i-d-i-n-g but first there is the push, and it is most definitely WORK. Ditto that for snowshoeing, only there is no glide!)  All these factors rise up in protest at the prospect of getting out in the wild white outdoors.  Oh how grateful I am for Jim’s sanctifying leadership!  He sees to it that my objections do not win out and I am almost 100% of the time grateful to have gotten out and gotten some scenery-laden exercise!

The Highline Trail, Canmore:

 

Sundance Canyon, Banff

 (*I have loved a wonky picture since my first roll of film with my Brownie camera)

Upper Bankhead, Banff:   

Lake Minnewanka…

Home–the place I love best.  The fire-pit out front vanished (almost!) this week:

–LS

Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.
For you have delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling;
I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living. Ps.116:7-9 ESV

 

Flying North to meet the new one ( :

Just two and a half months overdue, it was time for me to fly…

and meet baby Tiffany and try to catch up with her big sister, Alexis who is a very busy little somebody!

Record-breaking snowfall accompanied my visit!

It makes for a much-coveted and refreshing snack!

When it was time to go, we almost found a way for Lexi to come along…

But who would be left to entertain the baby?

 

–LS

“Children are a heritage from the LORD, offspring a reward from him.”

Ps.127:3 NIV

Johnston Canyon in January

Every season has its beauty.  A canyon in summer is quite another thing than those same rock walls and water in a deep freeze. 

 

Now we come well-bundled and walk gingerly wearing ice grippers, very glad of the fresh snow to give traction to the icy pavement underneath. (pictured: Jim and his sister)

 

 

Frozen waterfalls inspire different responses in different folks; I am content with snapping pictures.

 

Others must climb them!

 

 

 

 But though a weekend outing is lovely, my best days are home-body days.

With winter’s progress the sun’s ascent has shifted so that the light slants in through one little window for just a bit in the morning. I time taking out the garbage to catch its rays while it crosses the dip in the mountains that otherwise block its radiance…  

And I find that there is nothing quite so exquisite in winter as sunshine on the eyelids–it is balm to the soul!

–LS

Light is sweet, and it is pleasant for the eyes to see the sun. Eccl.11:7 ESV