The weather channel didn’t lie, indeed. The forecast I posted in Seven Canadian Winter Facts was right on. This is what my Sunday looked like…

Canadians love to brag about how cold it is, and how winters are getting warmer, and how they survived whatever storm ten years ago, and how they went to school even though there were over two meters of the white stuff (white stuff = snow for us — not cocaine).

I managed to dig my way out and get the mail. Beautiful trenches, isn’t it? However, there’s not way I can shovel the driveway and back out with the car… there’s at least 60 cm of snow. The snow banks on the side of the road are almost a meter high! So I’m home, on the coach and I watch the blizzard.

On Monday night, while I was outside getting some fresh air smoking a last cigarette, I noticed a few flurries in the sky. But when I woke up the next day, there was just a bit of frost on the grass. So, when Tuesday night I saw flurries again, I thought it would be gone the next morning.

There’s one difference in these two pictures, taken a day apart in front of the house – can you spot it?