Saturday, July 10, 2010

Honeymooning

I admit, I am in the honeymoon phase here in Whitehorse. But that's the last time I'll refer to it as a phase. As far as I'm concerned, I am going to let myself get carried away with falling deeper and deeper in love with this place in the heat and sun of summer and pretend it will always be like this. (What's winter?)
I have been scooting around everywhere drinking it all in, splashing in any lake I find and staring up at high, high mountaintops without having to drive nearly as far away from home as I did from Ross River on a grocery haul.
Today we drove to Skagway, Alaska. I feel like a weenie because we've lived in the Yukon for three years and not gone to Skagway. So today we carpe dieme'd and drove the two hours through lush, fertile greenery, crescendo-ing mountains and lakes the colour of the Caribbean sea. It is, bar none, the most beautiful drive I've ever taken. (Even Abby's 45-minute cry-fest in the backseat couldn't detract from the scenery!) We drove through a territory, a province and into another country to find a charming little town that is a little wacky with its cruise ship tourists and Klondike throwbacks. I think I'll have to go back and fine a couple really good restaurants and cafes before I love Skagway. But I am intrigued by its oceanfront and ice cream.
I love that from my front door in Whitehorse, I can drive 20 minutes in any direction and get to a beautiful lake, clean enough to drink from and calm enough to make any stress in my bloodstream just dissipate.
I love that when we come home from an adventure, the fun continues under Santorini-blue skies in our backyard with the kiddie pool, some drinks, and a toddler running around with no diaper.
I can't count how many times in the last few weeks I've wondered allowed to Rich, "Can it get any better than a day like today?"
Sometimes I fall in love with our house and how cozy it is, how full of life and visits and craziness it is before lulling us to sleep with comfort. With how lovely and simple and beautiful our life is, even if we never leave our property line ever again.
And then I fall in love with the nearby possibilities of discovering yet more natural beauty. The cherry on the cake is sharing that with Abby, a girl so full of wonder and amazement that sometimes she just laughs at how fantastic something is, and I can't help but laugh in response. Like when ravens were flying over our heads at Miles Canyon while Skylar tried to follow them? Hilarious. Beautiful.
Whitehorse, you are enrapturing me, making me love drunk and completely oblivious to any of your flaws or coldness come September. For now, you are my Don Juan de Summertime and I happily succumb to your sunny days and nights.

2 comments:

  1. You had me at Santorini-blue skies! I can't wait to do some of my own exploring of this place you call home. Will you show me some of these lakes that you talk about?

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