April 8, 2000
I'm
Canadian, I can take it. The
climate here is something we all just live with as it comes. Through
miserable,
grey winters to the
summers so hot and
humid, you
sweat nonstop from unusual places like your calves and
thighs we deal with it. We're a
passive lot, us
Canadians...
I had to go
shopping for groceries today, which
involves
walking a
subway stop to the nearest
supermarket. When I went
outside, it looked as if it had been
snowing for at least three hours.
On my way to the
store I saw
earthworms on the
sidewalk drowned in
slush,
snow covered
daffodils and I
slipped on some
ice, which is something I haven't had happen to me in months.
Hours later, it is still
snowing and the
grass that needs to be cut
outside my
window is
blanketed in about 2" of snow. My
superintendent is
shovelling snow and there are
salt trucks on the
roads.
I'm not used to seeing this as I
recall celebrating the first day of spring with a
toast of some sort last month. I'm
confused. It feels a little like The
Twilight Zone or something, but I'll
survive I'm sure. Its not like I don't own
winter clothes or anything...