My World in a Sunbeam

The past month has been marked by storm after winter storm with grey clouds, strong winds and blinding snow. Sunlight is rarely seen but is enjoyed by all when it appears in the lull. Monday dawned clear and cold and the sun shone brightly if not warmly early in the day.


Our downtown city park was blanketed in fresh, unmarked snow and the bench overlooking the frozen lake was almost inviting in a beam of light. I sit on it in the summer and watch the ducks, geese and herons in the water. In years past we skated here but the ice is no longer groomed and cleared as winters have become milder. This year would be an exception.

The park has many festive lighted displays on December nights. Inside the red-windowed trailer above is a Christmas scene that is illuminated after sunset. But this morning the sun shone on the landscape and reflected the park in the glass like a mirror blocking the inside view.


The Union Jack flies above the bandstand. This is Victoria Park and a statue of the old Queen of the Commonwealth stands high in cold bronze, her stern gaze overlooking the snow and ice. This is Canada, but Victoria's name is found in many places across the country.

At home, our dog Dakota seeks out any stray sunbeam that may shine through the window for a few minutes. He faces the light soaking in the brightness and scant warmth. We all need the sun.

“May your joys be as bright as the morning,
and your sorrows merely be shadows that fade in the sunlight of love.
May you have enough happiness to keep you sweet,
enough trials to keep you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human,
enough hope to keep young.”

Irish Blessing

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