5th March 2008

High winds and calm spirits

One of the principal differences between my present “life in a big city” and the earlier Island era is the reaction to winter. Not my reaction; those who live close to me still remark on my checking the weather forecast before going for groceries, in case we should be “storm stayed”. Rather, the institutionalized handling of the white months make all the difference.

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13th February 2008

It begins with a whisper of wind

The day began with a whisper of wind. A swirling of snow, a tapping of bare branches against each other, just enough to promise better times on the way. I checked the road cams before daylight, secure in the knowledge that mercury vapour lamps would show any new accumulations on the various interchanges. After all, with the “snow-dometer” now reading 336.2 cm, we’d never notice any change from the windows of the house.

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22nd December 2007

Baby, some rain may fall

The weather forecast calls for rain, and I’m left with the feeling that I should worry. You see, we’ve been “blessed” with a lot of snow this last while, enough that the view out on the patio is blocked by accumulation. Now, I’m warned of heavy rainfall on the horizon, and it just might be that snow is a natural sponge. The rain falls, sinks in a few centimeters, then freezes. Instant ice pack. Will my world collapse around me sometime tomorrow?

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17th December 2007

The calm after the storm

And in the calm following the storm, I clearly forgot that my employer receives the probs from a completely different country. Ergo (as in ‘ere I go) off to work as per routine, take my bus with all the other salarymen, arrive to find an empty parking lot and two other ergos who also forgot. If we had “turned on the radio” or “checked the website” we also would have known that our office was closed due to inclement weather.

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16th December 2007

In the middle of a storm

I find inspiration in terrible weather. Forget those days when it’s a little wet, or a little cold, or a little anything. Real weather; the kind that makes you stop at odd moments in your march, just to catch your breath and readjust the layers of clothing. I can’t speak for other climates, but here we have winter, and today we have real winter. A storm that is worth going out for groceries.

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4th December 2007

Don’t need the lawnmower

For anyone in the local area that feared a “green Christmas” (that most depressing of moments for a Nordic), you can rest easy. After all, when the ski centres are claiming that a storm breaks all their existing records, you can consider that the recent snowfall was sufficient.

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3rd December 2007

The day is postponed on account of the weather

Now that we’ve figured out the mechanism for the single storm day, let’s go for the week-long version. I jest, but only because I have the stoic character of someone facing a minimum of four more months of winter weather.

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22nd November 2007

Slow snow travel

A long distance is the one you are forced to travel when you’d rather be doing something else. There, my definition for today. Or, if you like, the explanation of how I spent the greater part of my afternoon.

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20th November 2007

On the crossover of the season

Finally, the season change has caught up with the clock. When I left for work this morning, the sunrise reflected off the bottom of solid stratus, harbinger of the weather to come. By the time my first coffee was pouring from the dispenser (inflated recently to 70 cents), the snow was covering all in sight. We’ve made the crossover, and from today until “a long time from now” we should have a consistent blanket.

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3rd November 2007

Tracking the storm

Finally. The people who work at the Canadian Hurricane Centre have something to do. Imagine being the Maytag Man in your department. A nice sign over your desk, some appropriate letterhead in the printer and a website, but nothing ever happens. Hard to keep the respect of the others in the office.

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