Vancouver is under siege by a full-on Canadian winter. Most winters we live in blissful smugness with temperatures that stay well above freezing.
I grew up in the Interior so it’s made me a little nostalgic for my youth. It’s even given me the chance to re-use my 80s leg warmers as boot-top extenders. (I’ve never needed high boots here until now.)
My uncle says all this white stuff is a sure sign that our carbon tax has stopped global warming.
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