The Scandinavians have it right: they say there is no bad weather, just bad clothing.
Wednesday morning the sun was reflecting pink on the snow. The trees were covered with a layer of frost. I met some women waiting for their children at the school bus stop and we were all talking about how beautiful it was, we were all out early taking pictures.
It has been interesting this week, going into Halifax where the weather is not what it is out here in the country. There the joy of snow has, unfortunately, faded into frustration and complaints. It is different when driving conditions are so difficult. And everyone is exchanging traffic horror stories, like it is a competition to see who has had the worst experience.
Here's mine: Tuesday it took me two hours to drive into Halifax (usually a 20 to 25 minute trip)! It took me two hours again to go just across town (a ten minute trip, ordinarily) after school. A half hour just to get out of the parking garage! Grid locks, dirty snow, piles 12 feet high everywhere, one lane streets. Most drivers were very polite, letting people in, waiting patiently. But sometimes someone would get a little hot under the collar and do some stupid things, take chances. With the snow piled so high you can’t see around corners and the roads narrowed and traffic so slow, it is a good thing that I enjoy CBC radio so much. And a good thing that it is the end of February and warming up. Maybe.
Posted by leya at February 27, 2004 06:16 PM