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I Miss Winter

It is now late November and no sign of snow. Oh, maybe I saw about three snowflakes a few weeks ago drifting by my window. That’s it so far. The weather forecast is warm for all of next week, too.

The same thing happened last year. Except for two very cold weeks just before Christmas, the rest of the “winter” was a non-event. We ended up driving to Algonquin Park in January and stayed at a resort. They had snow but it was a four hour road trip to get there.

I remember winter as it should be. Back in the sixties, we got loads of snow. It was always exciting around Christmas but later we’d start cursing it. I recall at least three good snowstorms every winter – sometimes more. There’d be one in January one in February and one in March. You could count on it. I even remember a snowstorm on April 1. That happened in the mid-seventies.

Strangely, the trees still do their thing in that they turn their beautiful autumn shades and then the leaves slowly drop off. But where is the snow in Southern Ontario? Global warming. Thank God, I’m getting on in years and won’t live to see the planet burn up.

Our summers are getting hotter and longer with each passing year, I’ve noticed. Hotter, longer and more humid. On top of that, with the ever increasing number of cars on the highways, the smog is getting more dense. I wonder if Niagara Falls will form it’s icebridge this year. I bet it won’t.

Seems it all started a few years back with el nino. That was supposed to be a fluke. So why isn’t it getting back to “normal”? The environmentalists have been warning us for years but did anyone listen? No. Now, every former head of state seems to be jumping on the environment bandwagon.  Too little, too late.

November 25th, 2006 Posted by | Climate Change, Nostalgia | no comments