Winter in the North

You can take the girl out of the North but you can’t take the glorious Canadian winter out of this girl. Sledding in the dark after school because the daylight hours are so short. Skiing on the weekends through the so-quiet, printer-paper-white woods. Skating with my sisters and stopping for hot cocoa as our toes froze inside multiple layers of socks. Even the later memories of early mornings unplugging the block heater on the car engine, nose hairs and eyelashes frosting over, scraping windows and willing the car to start and make it to work. And of course, the hibernation indoors after the cold. All good. And I miss it terribly.

This collection of collections is my homage to the home in my heart, the place that gets me teary, the place that made me resilient because the landscape demanded it.

The first of these collections is an adult, festive hibernation celebration, a bright palette of Mulled Wine, Crisp Pear, and Stinky Cheese in honour of my dearest Canadian friends who will never say no a nice cheese.

The second collection is a fun, illustrative take on Cardinals, Birch trees, and an impossible Snow Blue Sky.