We are suppose to have the storm of the year tonight and tomorrow. It's started. It reminds me a bit of being a child in Northern Ontario. We had a lot of snow compared to what it's like in Toronto. Toronto never has a lot of snow. It barely covers and it doesn't last long. Sludge and wet last for months.

I love the snow when it's big and fluffy and just getting dark. It's so fun and pretty. I enjoy how it makes the whole world seem so pretty. I miss my mom when I see snow. She and I talked about the weather a lot. It seems so superficial but we would always compare the weather in Toronto with the weather back home. I wanted to call her today because I heard the temp back home was -30C. That seems minor to our 0C. We win.