Up to scrape off the van (in -37° windchills) and be on the road before 6am, sometimes 5:30…
To drive into Toronto and make it to the first school and have the hour long set-up process finished by 8:30 or 9am.
Then tear it all down, pack it all up and drive to the second school for another set up.
Then drive the two hours or so back home.
Sometimes I’d make it out before rush hour.
Sometimes I’d end up in the thick of it.
Always, all around me, the sky changed and the weather changed. And, because it’s the end of winter, each day the dawns arrived earlier and the dusks landed later.
And at the end of it all, I had a beautiful drive home through winding back country roads with a bit of time to spare, making my own choices about what to do when I saw signs like these.
* [n.b. – All of these photos were taken while the van was at a complete stop or crawling on the highway at 5 km/h. I might be happy to risk my life chasing storms. I really, really don’t want to die on the commute.]