I know there was a reason that we moved here, but at this time of year it's really hard to remember what that reason was. While I'm hearing about how nice it is in Ontario right now, 21 degrees, people wearing shorts, I'm sitting here in a sweater. I actually did the dishes a while ago just to put my hands in the hot water. I drove to an appointment this morning and I actually saw ice-covered trees beside the road. Oh, and we haven't seen the sun in a week.
Oh, but just wait. It gets so much better. See, the seasons just come late here. I know it's almost May, but we're kind of in early-spring mode. We get beautiful summers; not too many really hot days, most just right for a walk in Bowring park or a trip out to Cape Spear. I think if I had to go back and spend a summer in Ontario now, I'd overheat and break down just like my car did that time- different story. We'll get days like this:
Days that make you want to jump in the car and drive to wherever there's room for a picnic and a chance of spotting whales. Yeah, it rains, too, but like everyone says, "at least it's not snow!"And then by next December everyone will forget that our seasons run late; they'll comment on the light snowfalls and mild weather before Christmas and say, "Oh, it's gonna be a good winter, b'y!" They forget that (at least in the last 3 years, anyway) the big storms don't come until January... and then they refuse to leave until at least some time in March.
Summer and Fall here must make up for the Winter and Spring, otherwise no one would live here anymore. I'm sure I'll remember that when the sun finally comes out. It is coming, right?
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