It was COLD last week The kind of cold that makes the door protest when you try to open it. The kind of cold that freezes the inside of your nostrils the moment you inhale. The world was a collage of exhaust. Constantly running furnaces sent trails creeping up from rooftops, and vehicle exhaust lingered along roadways. The snow crunched and squeaked like styrofoam underfoot. Even the most diehard boot, hat, and mitt resister was bundled under multiple layers when the wind chill made it feel like -35°C.
This week was a completely different story. Words like spring-like, balmy, and unseasonal were part of every conversation because it was suddenly warm... like wear a T-shirt to put out the garbage warm.
Until this morning, when winter returned with a snow-squalling, wind-howling vengeance. Seriously Canada, make up your mind... is it winter or not? I guess we'll wait and see what our groundhog friend has to say about it all this weekend.
In other news, hockey play-offs for the boys start this week. We had a great weekend at the International Silver Stick Tournament in Port Huron, Michigan. The big kids have wrapped up exams and are starting a fresh new semester.
And I've been more or less taking a photo a day: