Just back a few days from our sunny holiday in Florida and we come back to frigid temperatures and heaps of snow. At least we’re not Buffalo with their tons of snow!
Here’s a postcard that tries to the see the positive display:
I picked up this postcard a few months ago at a local dollar store along with some other cheapo postcards. The flaws in colour and the film marks on the edges are on the original.
But this image does reflect the view here in Ontario. It’s too early in the season for this though. But again, at least we’re not Buffalo! But winter has even started yet officially, so our turn will no doubt come.
Today, is the first day of winter. But as I indicated in my title, I like in Canada and the first day of winter for most of the country is more like November 15 or earlier. We’ve had tons of snow already in Toronto, but not quite like this:
Pictures like this makes snow seem so pretty. Certainly, a lot prettier when you have machinery shovelling all the snow away, instead of me (sedentary geek that I am, this is a heart attack waiting to happen).
Here’s the reverse side of the postcard:
“Montreal – Snow at St.Louis Square”
“Hey Glen, When it snows in Montreal, it snows hard! Good weekend here at show. Great hotel – with outdoor heated pool on roof! Glad this is my last show for a bit. Am tuckered out!”
Lately, the snow is melting here and instead of a white Christmas we may get an ice Christmas. Yucky and dangerous. Winter – yeah!
Last week was my fourteenth wedding anniversary. Four years ago, we went to Banff, Alberta with our daughter and renewed our vows in the mountains. My daughter was the flower girl and insisted on singing “Here Comes the Bride”.
Here’s a postcard from that trip that my daughter made for our cat:
We all made snow angels on this glacier. My daughter still has ice from the glacier above in a bottle in our freezer (forming its own glacier as “protective ice” keeps adding to it). Here’s her drawing on the back:
“The gigantic Columbia Icefield is located on the Banff to Jasper highway in the Canadian Rockies.”
“[transcribed for our daughter] Dear Bela. I hope you are not pooing on the carpet. I miss you. I hope you miss me too. Love”
It was a great way to celebrate our anniversary. Now where should we go for our 15th anniversary?