Catie, Riley and I don’t want to live here any more. We’re open to offers from just about anywhere. Florida, California, the Caribbean, Hawaii, Maine, Vancouver, Halifax, Colorado. Right now we’re colder than Anchorage, Alaska.
The wind is howling and I can barely see down the street for the blowing snow. An ominous red wind warning scrolled across the top of our weather channel all day and it’s finally here – with gusts up to 81 KM/H.
I check the calendar. Yes indeed, it is April 8. Yes indeed, just yesterday I went for a run at noon and didn’t wear a jacket and even perspired a bit from the sun. Young people wore flipflops and tiny t-shirts and sat outside. After work I took Catie and Riley for a leash-walk wearing summertime sunglasses. Riley trotted and picked up sticks; Catie was so delighted that I had to jog to keep up with her. Once she gets her rhythm she moves faster than she used to with four legs.
So what do we do, you ask, when it snows in April in Edmonton Alberta Canada?
