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The Sunday of the year

As someone told me the other day, “August is like the Sunday of the year.” And I think it couldn’t be truer. Granted this individual is a teacher, so he definitely sees August as the Sunday before going back to work on the Monday (September).
Kelly Running

                  As someone told me the other day, “August is like the Sunday of the year.” And I think it couldn’t be truer. Granted this individual is a teacher, so he definitely sees August as the Sunday before going back to work on the Monday (September). However, even for people that work through the summer, August is kind of that month that we start saying goodbye to our unfinished summer plans and start preparing for autumn… which leads to the now famous line from George R.R. Martin’s Game of Thrones, “Winter is coming.”

                  Sorry to throw that out there… it is a little early to be talking about the snow and cold, but on the plus side, because of the cold our bugs and spiders don’t get to be so big that you nearly have a heart attack looking at a common garden spider. I lived in Australia for six months and during that time with my mom’s cousin for a little while. I went out to help her in the garden – the backyard – and when I looked up; I turned to Jenny and asked if the spider sitting there in its web was poisonous.

                  She replied that it wasn’t, that it’s the little ones you have to watch out for, and that the big ones you were supposed to like because they ate the little ones… but, I simply stood there staring at this spider that was the size of my hand and thanked the powers that be that I would return to Canada where nature keeps its bugs and arachnids in check.

                  Sure, we have bears, cougars, etc… but, for some reason I’d much rather live alongside them than alongside a spider the size of my hand.

                  So, although winter is coming and we’ll end up complaining of the cold and snow when it gets here… just remember the cold means we don’t have to deal with a lot of things other countries do.

                  Another example of winter being welcomed is that in Australia we went for a walk in the forest and when we came out we had to check ourselves for leeches. In Canada our leeches live along the shore, in the rocks, and can be quite long, looking a lot like worms. In Australia, they lived in the forest, which was hot and moist enough for them to survive. They weren’t the same size as ours can get, in fact, they looked like a little squiggle. But, similar to having to check yourself for ticks after a walk, there you had to check yourself for these little squiggles that would latch on and slowly grow as they filled with blood.

                  With having spent time in Australia, mostly Brisbane, I’ve come to love our changing seasons too for the simple beauty it offers. There’s a beauty in the changing colours of autumn, in the hoarfrost or freshly fallen snow of winter, and in the re-emerging greenery of spring.

                  Don’t get me wrong, going outside when it’s -50 with the wind chill is never something I look forward to, but to be honest I’ll take that before giant spiders any day.

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