It's interesting that many people see Canadian Lit as being preoccupied with the themes of survival and the need to seek shelter. I suppose it's a consequence of living in a country that has four seasons, each with their own particular beauty and challenges. I can understand people moving to Florida or Arizona for health reasons, but something's gained and lost when that happens - I need change - the coming of the new - and so far, I haven't yet become a hater of winter :)