Winter in Canada: It's For Serious!
The temperatures have dipped below 0ºF finally, so I can say I'm impressed with the weather. I doubt that I'll ever have to live through another cold day like the one Cincinnati got for Superbowl XVI. Remember that? It was January 24, 1982 (I had to look up the date). My mom had the brilliant idea to sell Girl Scout cookies door-to-door that day because everyone would be home. They were, but the temperatures were sub-zero. My brain wants to say it reached -64ºF with the wind chill, but that may have been at night (after selling cookies). Anyway, it's not that cold here, but it's been hovering around 0 for a few days. Cincinnati doesn't get this kind of weather, so I thought I'd "write home" about it.
Took some pictures, too:
This is a shot of the river (it's about half a mile from the house). Not cold enough for ice fishing yet, but if the weather stays this cold much longer, I'll be able to get pictures of that soon.
After the snow but before the really bad cold snap, I took Mister outside. It lasted for less than 5 minutes, and ended with me carrying him back to the house, his widdle paws in my hand to warm them.
This snow fell on Jan. 15th, and hasn't melted yet. I should get pictures of some of the giant snow mountains in the parking lots here. Darren's wielding the Scraper of Doom here.
This is a shot of the driveway and the street we live on. Yeah, I couldn't see them, either.