“Heat by day, heat by night”. If only that could be a guaranteed notion, life would be wonderful, wouldn’t it? Of course,
winters in Canada are brutal
, frigid and unbearable. Each day, as I scrape the ice off my Jeep, shovel seemingly endless piles of snow and de-thaw the numbness from my fingers, I close my eyes and come to the only logical conclusion I can: whoever first settled upon this great land, definitely did it during the summer. They came and saw the wide open prairies, beautiful mountains and unique animals, and said to themselves: “
Now THIS is a place I want to call home!
” So they built houses, planted crops and began life in this northern Eden, thanking their lucky stars each day for the fortune that was their surroundings. Until winter came…and mass hysteria ensued.
What had happened to their beautiful land
, they wondered? Their water had turned into rock, their days had gotten shorter, and this weird white stuff started falling from the sky (and it was cold!). They tried to leave but couldn’t, it was just too desolate to make it very far. They needed a solution, something that could help them survive this soulless territory while looking forward to better days ahead. But what? What could make their world hotter, provide a feeling of warmth, keep out enemies and help them eat? Of course…they needed fire!