What a weekend!

One might even say, what weekend? We broke records for single-day snowfall here in Ottawa: 37 centimetres.

But it shore is purdy. Check out my sweetie’s pictures: one of the view from in front of our house, looking down the sidewalk, and the second of my (beautiful) youngest child, fresh in from an invigorating 30-minute flounder through the non-existant sidewalks. (WE, being former Torontonians*, may shovel our walks promptly after a snowfall, but most of our wussy neighbours wait for the sidewalk ploughs.)

The sidewalks are impassible, the roads are snarled, the bus stops require pitons to get over the enormous windrows, the traffic is moving at a snail’s pace … but I work from home, and get to savour the beauty of it all without any inconvenience to me at all. And today? Today I have only one tot, so that’s good, too.

It’s not so bad.

*In Toronto, at least when I lived there, homeowners were expected to shovel their walks within x hours of a snowfall. I forget how long, exactly. Of course, we also get a whole lot MORE snow here in Ottawa, so there’s that.