We braved all Hwy 11 could throw at us (blowing snow, overturned vehicles, & menacing rigs), to arrive in North Bay safe and sound. We immediately hit Zenone's as Baby Sister said they had a 75% sale going. Yes, each of us indulged but only on the best of buys. Then we headed off down dark and dangerous Hwy 17 to meet up with Baby Brother at the Bonfield corner resto (new) which fed us handsomely. I even indulged in some Nova Scotia cake, yummy, warm and dripping with whipped cream. Thank God this week is coming to an end. Soon I won't be able to zip up my jeans!
As siblings are wont to do, we stayed up yakking far too late or maybe I should say early as it was 5am before we hit the sack only to have Sister #2 rouse us at 8am to hit the road once again. We were almost the filling in a sandwich collision but everyone managed to brake with mere inches to spare. Yes, my belief in the Big Guy or Girl is growing incrementally! The scenery was magnificent as every tree was frosted and laden with heavy snow...truly a winter wonderland. So clichéed but so true. When I appreciate the land this way I sometimes find it hard to envisage leaving it all behind for warmer climes in a year or two. What is winter without snow?
Once home, I crashed. Hubby was at work, the power was out (Hydro One diligently working on something or other) and only Dolly, the cat, to greet me. Feels so good to be home!
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