This is what greeted me when I pulled open the curtains this morning:
Snow. Lots of it.
The good news is that neither of us had to work today, so we got to hunker down and keep the home fires burning (or the home fries burning, as I like to jest).
We've had an easy winter so far. Our accumulation started right before Christmas, so we can really say we've had 9 or 10 weeks of snow so far this winter. That's a joke by normal standards, and I consider it lucky that we've gotten off so easily. But that's where March comes in. It's a wet month, and with temps hovering below freezing, snow is inevitable. We sometimes get more snow in March than the other months combined. We've started off March well, having received about 8" or 20 cm today.
Just for the heck of it, I've zoomed in the following street sign, right from the kitchen window while wearing a bathrobe, during a white-out to boot. Doesn't get more pathologically lazy and Canadian than that, eh?
Anyhow, it's just a little curiosity and glimpse into the land of the skidoo. Apropos for a snowy day.
So there you have it.
Despite March having come in like a roaring lion, we hope the adage proves true, and that it will go out like a docile little frolicking lamb. I'd like to take the Christmas lights down before Easter.