Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Today is January 18... Supposed to be the middle of winter, right? I live in Canada, right? One would expect snow, right? One would expect to have to shovel his/her sidewalk and driveway, and then salt or sand it for good measure, right?
One would expect to wear snow boots, and parka, and scarf and hat and mitts, right? One would expect to go outdoor skating, sledding, cross-country skiing, snowshoeing, downhill skiing, snowboarding, snowtubing, right?
Did anyone tell Mother Nature that?
Oh, yeah? And she didn't want to listen for the last few weeks?
Christmas/Chanukah was raining. New Year's was raining. The last few days were raining. People walked with open umbrellas, preventing the rain from dousing them. Today I saw a most weird sight: a child being walked to school by a parent, the child in a ski jacket and snowpants and boots, and holding open an umbrella. Nope, I did not see any snow that would require that attire, but I did see rain...and lots of it.
But then, I think Mother Nature has finally taken the hint. I hear the wind howling through the eaves of the house, whipping tree branches around, and I see snow...coming rapidly down, as if to make up for lost time. "I've been missing winter, I've been missing winter. I must hurry now, and I must compensate for not being here earlier," says Winter silently.
Mother Nature just grins her quirky grin and thinks to herself:
"Today a winter snowstorm. Tomorrow...SOME RAIN!"