Ah, to be woken up in the middle of the night to the sound of tiny droplets of freezing rain hitting the window, like a car being sand blasted before a fresh coat of paint is applied. Only roused for a second mind you, and I really didn't have time to compute the sound in my sleep heavy brain.But then the morning arrived, and the deep voice of early day reminded me, "there's a ton of snow outside so be careful." Actually, there is no deep voice of early day, it was just my husband indicating how the day would begin. But, now that I think of it, Early Day would make a great actor or famous person name ... I will file that away for later.
Anyway, I rolled out of bed and hobbled to the window to witness this:
The first signs of winter... oh yes, it's coming, the snow has reared it's ugly, yet strangely beautiful, head and now we're well on our way to a typical Southern Ontario winter. Slow drives, icy roads, copious amounts of snow and bitter cold. On the bonus, I got to try out my new boots. Got to look on the bright side of cold sometimes you know.
