Snow day...

I meant to post this on Monday, but my computer has still been playing all sorts of games, so it took me a while to get things running sufficiently. So, Sunday was a snow day. We don't get them very often in Leeds; it tends to come down a little bit, then rain until everything has gone. Unusually, the wonderful stuff stayed around for more than a day, so there was plenty of time to play around in it, especially with it being a Sunday and all.

I was particularly pleased about the snow, because I've been feeling rather homesick for Canada recently, and the British winter hasn't been doing an awful lot to improve things. When I woke up on Sunday morning and saw the snow coming down, I said a little thank you to my Heavenly Daddy. Man, he's awesome. In the truest sense of the word.

I drove back from church through snow that was laying on the roads, which is something that you almost never encounter in this city. I was feeling more and more Canadian, and that was completed when I got a text from my friend Cesca, who asked if Tim and I wanted to join them on the park. I pulled on an extra t-shirt, and changed into some lightweight pants. Then I put my snowpants on. I tucked the inner leg into my socks, and put on a belt. Then I grabbed a hoodie, topped it off with my winter coat, and fastened the snow cuff. I attached the clips on it to my belt, and put my thumbs through the holes in the inner sleeves. With my hat on my head, and a scarf round my neck, I zipped up my coat, and then slipped my hands into a pair of gloves. I was almost entirely protected against the snow. I was certainly ready to face a snowball fight, knowing that I would be by far the best prepared for such an occasion.

After the war that ensued, we headed over to the bottom of the park, and made a snowman. The pictures speak for themselves. He was the most fun snowman that I have ever had the pleasure to hang out with; his ability to join us on the rides in the park was almost human.

The snow has gone now, and it's been replaced with rain. Oh well, it was good while it lasted. And I have many, many, many real Canadian winters ahead of me. Lots of snow. I'll probably end up sick of the stuff...