The comforts of April
I was very much in love with my April nights routine by now. Walking out of the house to the car in a crisp but reasonable, after this winter, air temperature while the sky was a beautiful bright twilight felt so reassuring and comfortable. Each night now was 6 minutes shorter than the last, but we weren’t making a habit of leaving town any later. I was loving every moment of these nights and I knew I would miss them so much, which made savouring every last moment so much more essential.
The end of my season was just a few tours away now and that provided some relief after such a long, exhausting season and first year of just life back in Yellowknife.
I had a lot to love and a lot to appreciate, and the last few tours of the season always have felt for me like a time where I can step back a little to reflect, and find an even deeper enjoyment and love through some final nights of the season.
