First Snowfall

Today's first snowfall in the afternoon was the end to all the denial we go through in Canada in order to perservere through the coldest of fall days and not wear a coat or hat.

A couple of days ago I saw pedestrians in London, Ontario crossing through cold, rain-drenched intersections wearing hooded winter coats, running shoes and capri yoga pants. I actually saw two ladies dressed like that--I thought it was just the one crazy person who could walk really fast and appear in two places just moments apart.

It's funny to hear legends of Americans who think that Canada is a big white, snowy chunk of land attached to the USA. We have all four seasons! I think the only place in Canada that we have igloos is in the NorthWest Territories where the Inuit live. Of course, some Inuit Internet Cafe is probably displaying this blog right now by accident and a group of Inuit Yuppies is sitting around in Starbuck's laughing at me and sipping Eggnog Lattes. What do I know? I've never been further North than Vancouver, B.C. or Cochrane, Ontario.

Back to the snowfall...

Christmas is in the air.
I love the nights that are mild and snowflakes drift lazily and quietly thorugh the air tickling noses and padding the concrete with softness.

Niagara Falls is especially beautiful in winter....