Good old Canadian winter
December strolled in with an icy white cape.
“The Great White North” became a great white north, indeed, as Mother Nature dumped snow across the country. Here in Vancouver, the snow has nearly disappeared as quicky as it had shown up, in most areas. Where I live in Surrey now still had roughly 4 very wet inches this morning, out of the 6 or so that accumulated until snow changed to rain early yesterday evening.
Saturday afternoon I made my way to North Vancouver for a dentist appointment: a well-timed one, you could say. I ended up spending the night at the old roost and enjoyed the snowy weather from the indoors and out. It’s rather unusual that snow falls before I get the snowflakes up on the windows, but it made it all the more special the next morning! In typical Deep Cove fashion, we only collected about 2.5 inches. It was enough, however, to light up the darkness after midnight to the point where I could see the island and far shore out where streetlights don’t shine! My parents and I went “walking in a winter wonderland” in the park in the morning, which was magical. The best part of the day visually was driving home through one of Surrey’s parks. Amazing!
I’m hoping for a White Christmas — we’ll see about that unusual event — but in the meantime I have paper snowflakes to make.
Take a look at a few photos my mother posted.
11pm: It’s now raining harder than I can remember, blown on by the wind. I have a candle lit just in case! Yikes!
