It’s Canada! It’s January!

What the hell did you expect?

This winter I made a vow not to fill posts with idyllic pictures of Victorian house nestled in drifts of snow, the skating rink in the parkland across the street, or the pristine whiteness of an unplowed Water Street. And I will keep to that promise however (and you knew there was going to be a however) I did not say I wouldn’t do a short photo essay on the approaching storm that we are expecting tomorrow January 20, 2019.

The nice people at the Weather Network are good enough to tell us what we “need to know before it all begins”. They tell us we could get up to 60cms of snow followed by freezing rain.

That’s all well and good but they don’t give us the facts and figures that are really important the day before a storm. This is more like it.

Well okay on our case it’s more like the example on the right but the “StormChips” are a given.

And since Sunday looks to be an official “Snow Day” and people may be missing church here’s a little hymn that we can all sing in the parlour as we huddle under blankets because the bloody Irving guy forgot to top up the heating oil tank.

And on that note I’ll go open another bag of chips and pour a glass of wine, look out the window and say, probably for the 20th time, that’s some blowy out there!

On this day in 1937: Howard Hughes sets a new air record aby flying from Los Angeles to New York City in 7 hours, 28 minutes, 25 seconds.

Author: Willym

A senior with the heart of a young'un

6 thoughts on “It’s Canada! It’s January!”

  1. Stay off the roads!

    We just finished a 3-day cold snap here but it’s warming up now. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be 0! Will be thinking of you poor Eastern bastards freezing in the dark. Remember that classic Ralph Klein slogan? Now it’s British Columbians that Albertans are cursing these days and you’re off the hook.

  2. Go easy on the storm chips. You know what they say: Once on the lips, forever on the hips!
    As for your vow, break it!
    I WANT to see pics of snowy streets, skating rinks, and sundry cottagey scenes .

  3. I fall into the wine trolley “camp” – though if I was snowed in and only had beer I’d drink it!

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