But I digress. Snow and Vancouver do not mix well. Snow here, is wet, sticky and slippery. A couple of centimeters royally screws up the streets and generally fucks over morning commuters.
Today was one of those days. We woke to the white stuff, which made my child's head practically explode with excitement but I was thinking about was, I have errands and my husbands on his bike - BIKE! - this morning.
However, it did give me the opportunity to further wreck my journal by tossing it in the snow.
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"Figure out a way to freeze this page |
but I don't think it counts. I've got better plans for that page.
Snow causing wreckage in this city, it weighs down power lines, power gets wiped out in pockets across the city. There are accidents on the road and people are late for work or don't make it in at all.
I didn't find it all that difficult tossing my journal in to the snow, getting it soggy and wet. In fact, like finger painting with food yesterday it was kind fun.
There's something there for me, but I need to mull it over awhile longer.
So there you have it folks. Another day, another journal entry commemorating the snow in Vancouver.
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Just for fun here's a pic of my Buddha covered in snow and wearing tinsel. |
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