You’d see Ottawa today, you wouldn’t believe it’s the same city that was stuck in winter weather just a week ago. After my rant last Friday about the awful weather, things got suddenly much better. The day after was chilly but nice, the Sunday was gorgeous—I started the day wearing my winter jacket but by 5 p.m., I had stripped to my t-shirt and sandals. By Monday, you could see people wearing shorts, kids playing outside and restaurants setting up outdoor seating.
And it wasn’t just us Canadians being delusional—it was actually warm, up to 20°C.
I think I can start dropping Mark off at daycare without a snowsuit and not risk frostbites and the ire of his teachers.
The snow melted incredibly fast, in a matter of days, and I declared the playground “open”. Yes, for the past few months, it’s been “closed” because I’m missing the Canadian gene that prevents me from freezing while Mark digs his way through the snow to the slides and swings.
As usual, spring wasn’t a season but merely a quick transition. It’s still chilly and it will take me a little while to switch to summer clothes, but I think we can forget about snow for a little bit. A few months, at least. … Please?
You can check out Ottawa’s spring here on Flickr.