Wicked Winter

I just went outside because it’s garbage day for us, and the wind had blown our recycling all over (sorry, sirmonkeypants, but looks like the bin itself is gone). It is wicked out there. There’s an inch of ice covering everything, and the wind is whipping snow into your face so hard and so fast you can barely see.

I didn’t use to dislike winter — it is brutal to survive Ottawa winters if you don’t at least tolerate cold and snow. But today is really pushing the limit. Looks like we’re trapped inside!