My husband and I just celebrated our thirteenth anniversary, proof positive that a) opposites attract and b) opposites can maintain that attraction. He’s outgoing, athletic and spontaneous, while I love planning, can happily spend days on end in my writing cave, and my last attempt at athleticism is the reason why I’m currently typing this with a sling on one arm. He’s also a Northerner through and through, a man who can drive in snow, wears t-shirts when I’m wearing a parka, and is a proud member of the Steeler nation…if there was a membership card, you can bet he’d be carrying it!
And me? Well, I’m a Southern gal, born and bred in Virginia. Not the mountains of Virginia, though I’ve always loved them. Nope, I’m from the coast, a land of moderate temps most of the year, hot summers, and winters where snow is a rare thing and a snow day is a treat beyond all comparison. Last fall, after a lifetime spent on flat, snow-less land, I moved with my oh-so-Northern hubby to his home state…you guessed it…Pennsylvania. (It was the Steelers reference that gave it away, right?) Northwestern Pennsylvania, to be specific. The mountains. A place where the roads wind and curve and go up and down like roller coasters. Fun driving for a gal like me, yep…I keep telling myself that…from a city with nearly half a million people to a lovely hamlet with less than a thousand when hunting season’s not in.
I’m a belle out of water…a Southern belle transported from the surf and sand to the majesty of a glorious mountain range, beautiful rivers, and lush landscape. This transition hasn’t always been easy. Now that I’m settling in, I’ve decided to share some of my experiences with you.
The sun is shining today, and the temperature is forecast to reach the mid-sixties. Last week this time, it was snowing. On April 2, the snow was coming in squalls, as if buckets of the stuff had been dumped on the land. Now, it seems spring has arrived (actually, it showed up around last Thursday, just as I was mumbling that this winter will never end and I feel like I’m living in a snow globe) and I’m ready to get outdoors. My first winter here was an experience. And I’m happy to report I survived and actually enjoyed myself, like a bird that’s discovered a new forest in which to build its nest…the sling on my wing (oops, I mean arm) shows I’m a little worse for wear, but all in all, it was a good winter.
The sling? Oh, that’s simply validation that my fear of heights is a good thing, all in all. My foray into snow sports involving hills was less than successful, and from now on, flat ground will be my friend. I’m approaching spring with an eagerness to soak up all this lovely little town and the surrounding Pennsylvania Wilds has to offer, rocking my sling like a fashion accessory. I’m still a belle out of water, and I’ll be sharing that with you as spring and summer progress in my new little town.
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