After a telephone call from a dear friend of mine, informing me that there are some wondrous frozen waves down in the Beach(es) here in Toronto, it only took a moment's thinking to decide that it was something that I had to show Huxley.
This was what we found:
Then this is what Huxley did.
We where there from about 4:30 pm until 5:45 pm. There was one other dad with two little ones (probably about 3 and 4 years old), some adults and with/out dogs. Am I strange to think it odd that the beach wasn't crowded with parents and children trying to see this transformed beach? I am not judging others, I know that for many people we probably under-book Huxley with after-school activities.
When I first told Huxley that we would go to see the ice-waves, he wasn't excited, he actually asked me if instead we could go skating. I shared with him my last experience of this phenomenon was about 23 years ago, during my first winter here in Toronto. He didn't say much, except to ask if we would be able to touch the waves. I said we would have to see how safe it was.
Immediately upon our arrival on the beach he was mesmerized. My little boy that can hardly contain himself and has words on his lips almost constantly was overcome with a deep quiet and solace. He was awed, so was I. The beauty of this landscape, has something outerwordly to it. Huxley became one with it, and yet he let me lead (another thing that his strong personality doesn't often grant me).
Living in this big city, yet reading your many blogs and watching your children grow up close to the land often has me wistful. I feel that I am not giving Huxley enough of what he needs. It is a real effort to muster up the energy on a weekday to zoom around after school. 3:30 is when school is out, dinner should be by 6, so including cooking time of about 1 hour, that means we have but one-and-a-half hours to do something meaningful. Generally I have been working all day at the studio and am looking forward to just coming home, making him a snack, sitting down in front of the computer and quickly checking my e-mail to see if there is anything business related that needs tending too before the end of the day. All to often, this quick time at the computer turns into that precious hour and a half and I begin cooking dinner guilty of not having given that time to him.
Today I feel that I have made up for some of these days, and am also inspired of trying to think of more little outings like this. I think it is his right, as it should be all children's rights to experience the natural world around them at all times during the year, especially when Mother Nature has given us a particularly wonderful gift — like frozen waves.
Have you been outside in nature today? What did it take for you to make it happen? I would love to hear from you