January 9, 2011

Snow day.

When I moved to DC two years ago, I thought I had left the snow behind me in Toronto. After all, when I lived in DC at the start of the decade, we barely got any snow — and when we did, it was a minuscule amount.

Last winter while I was in DC, Toronto experienced one of its mildest winters in a long time. The DC area was trapped under snow for weeks. Work was canceled, planes were grounded, grocery stores were stripped bare by anxious shoppers stocking up for the freeze.

My best friend came to visit during the snowstorm. We celebrated by having a picnic indoors, in front of my fireplace. I felt loved, happy.

I celebrated the next day by making snow angels in the street.