I'm just emerging from another few days of post-chemotherapy haze, but this morning was an interesting way to emerge.
After many a joke during the Winter Olympics about how there was no snow here in Vancouver in February, we actually got our first proper dump of snow—less than two weeks before the start of spring. My daughter Marina photographed it.
Of course, since we're in Vancouver, it has almost all melted now in the rain. That's okay. Like most of us, I remember last year.
P.S. Marina and her sister set up a fashion design blog yesterday. It's pretty cool—especially since they required no grown-up assistance at all, as far as I know.
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