Snow and cold
We had some forewarning of things to come.
By the end of November, temps were already below normal.
Ice sculptures began to appear in the oddest places...
And December started with the gift of an Alberta clipper (yes, they really call them that here ).
It left everything bright and new and cheerful.
"We are--each of us--dying; it's how we live in the meantime that makes the difference."
"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived!"
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."