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?
Naw. We have decent building codes up here, and this snow stuff has been around for a few lifetimes. What we do have is “better” weather reporting. I didn’t use to have a red banner to let me know about impending doom. Snow fell, it was shoveled, more fell. End of winter and other conditions came along to distract those without enough to do. Now, we can’t flip through the channels or call up our home page without dire predictions. I admit, the home page is my fault, but the idea remains the same.
Probably tomorrow will be just another grey day where the humidity makes walking into an adventure. I don’t really have to go out, unless I have a sudden urge to buy potatoes and turnips (they go well together). By the time everything has returned to its frozen state (and the patio is just more useless than before) there will be something else to distract me.
I watched an off-beat Canadian movie this evening on TV: Crazy For Christmas with that guy from WKRP and a new face from Ontario (unless you watch Numb3rs, or CSI, or a whole whack of other shows; she’s not new, apparently). This won’t win any big awards, but it served as a decent diversion for the evening. Shot in Toronto, although I didn’t see a single old classmate. The city is probably bigger than it used to be. Anyhow, I have a couple of weeks of cablescanning ahead, so I might find some other gems among the coals.
Another seasonal distraction was the Radio-Canada report on the Santa Claus Winter Games in Gallivare, Lapland, Sweden. I’d like to try racing a reindeer.
