The thing about the first snowfall is, it isn't supposed to last. It comes at some unexpected and inconvenient time, but we stop and watch it with awe and nostalgia. And then it disappears. Sometimes even as it's falling, but certainly within a day. But this is the year when nothing is according to plan. … Continue reading The Winter of My Discontent
Move North, they said. It’ll be an adventure, they said.
Today, this is happening . . . I took that picture around 10 o'clock this morning and as I'm writing this it's 5pm . . . we've just finished shoveling/blowing that same amount of snow yet again. Weather Network is predicting 25cm before the day is out (that's close to a foot, for my American … Continue reading Move North, they said. It’ll be an adventure, they said.
Picture it, a cold rainy Saturday in November (just two days ago, actually.) Two exhausted middle-aged people wake up late in the morning and frantically start packing up to drive to 'the city' (Prince George, BC) for a John Mellencamp concert. They need this little break desperately after months of grueling work on the old … Continue reading Redneck Weekend
It's the first of November. And it's snowing. Beautiful, blustery snow day! A good day to write a catch-up post, since I've not been blogging much lately. Yesterday was Halloween and the rain stopped in the morning, and the sun came out, and it was a perfect crisp evening for trick-or-treaters and for watching fireworks … Continue reading Hello, November!
I Never Eat September Snowflakes
It's snowing. In September. It's just a few blustery flakes floating around and they're melted before they even reach the ground, but still, it's snowing! I just thought September snow was noteworthy. Carry on. #SweetEsther