In a month that saw a blood wolf moon, extreme cold temperatures, wind and snow, one would think Mother Nature was out to get us. But when you see past the grim, cold truth of winter in Toronto, there is beauty everywhere. On those freezing days our walks were limited to 8 or 10 minutes, but we’d still go down to the beach or face the snowstorm or that crazy wind. Through it all, some of the most beautiful things occurred: the sun desperately trying to get through the fast-moving clouds, ducks and swans cuddling up to stay warm in the morning mist, people shielding themselves from the crazy wind/snow getting from A to B, Ashbridges Bay’s ice cathedrals, sunbeams on a lone sightseer and more. Now that the grey, slushy thaw has arrived, I’m thankful we got out in that crazy weather, even if it was unbearable! Enjoy the journey.