Temptations, when we meet them at first,
are as the lion that roared upon Samson;
but if we overcome them, the next time we see them we shall find
a nest of honey within them.
Well the city was certainly a beautiful place to be during the very first snowfall. Far from the farm where I was positive My Hero was probably wondering why he had to do all the chores while his beautiful wife (I threw in the "beautiful" but I am sure that is the way he thinks) was not really missing that work. My Hero wondering what I was doing in the city and my wondering what he was doing on the farm.
I was lucky enough to spend a week in Hamilton Ontario. Then an evening in Toronto Ontario Canada where little flakes of snow floated onto the concrete and melted as soon as they landed. The lights of the city were twinkling as the flakes of snow floated about. There were no other thoughts on my mind while walking but to enjoy every moment of the season that was lurking ahead and the company of my daughter.
All cities are places full of hidden beauty, amazing tempting storefronts and restaurants that taunt and beckon you to enjoy. I have to say I had to partake in this ritual. This has to be the part of visiting a large city that I love the most, the food. My daughters and I are always on the look-out for different foods that take us away from my down home country food and into the exotic world of beautiful presentation and the world of spicy delights. A new Vietnamese restaurant in Hamilton Ontario where the soup soothed the chill gathered while wandering with one daughter. A bakery in Toronto where students, artists and writers hang out sharing cake, coffee and ideas and where this farm girl always loves to partake and now feels like home. Sharing moments and memories with my daughters; two daughters, two cities and two very different experiences.
Oh yes the cities have many things to share that are never seen back on the farm. An early morning walk before the overnight snowfall once again melted and ran into the sewers far below this city that my always imaging holds many mysteries. Long ago watching the series Beauty and the Beast where this farm girl/ writer still to this day imagines what stories really hide down there.
Two cities, two daughters and a bag full of wonderful memories tucked away to pull out later while being snowed in on the farm wondering what they are doing in the city.
The city is indeed a magical place where everyone is waiting to see what else it has to offer as the seasons go by. This winter there may be a girl sitting on her couch back on the farm and dreaming of going back for her next visit. See you in the spring girls.