Ginny sends this postcard from Prince Albert, Saskatchewan:
When I first arrived in Prince Albert, the -30 degree Celsius temperatures were a bit of a shock. After the damp chill of Manchester, the bitter cold of Saskatchewan was a bit more than I could handle. I just wanted to hibernate indoors for the remainder of the winter.
Then, a couple of weeks ago, I went to the start of the Canadian Challenge International Sled Dog Race. Over 4 to 5 days, the dogs and their mushers travel over 550 km, battling dangerous conditions and low temperatures. Not able to handle standing outside in -20 degrees Celsius, I was impressed by what the racers are willing to endure for the love of the sport.
The cold temperatures are not only something to endure, though. I often hear of people going cross-country skiing, building a winter bonfire with family, or ice fishing on one of the local lakes. Last weekend, Prince Albert held a winter festival where snow was sculpted into beautiful works of art, men competed against each other to become ‘King Trapper’, and children ate snow taffy made with maple syrup. People do not let the cold stop them from enjoying the outdoors.
Not everyone is so lucky, though. Three people without homes have died on the streets of Prince Albert this winter. Enjoying the outdoors requires that a person has the means to do so. Being able to come back into my centrally heated home after being out in the cold is a priviledge and should be available to everyone.
Being here in Saskatchewan this winter has caused me to realise that God’s creation can be appreciated no matter the temperature, but I still will be glad when the ice begins to melt and spring returns to the Prairies.