If it looks like Spring, and sounds like Spring...
don't you dare presume it is.
-19 degrees Celsius and howling gales blowing in from the North-West at 30 clicks an hour will make your tear ducts well and have things spill out yo' eye corners. All four of them.
The resultant of a Winnipeg winter:
.
Temperatures dipping to unheard of shit like -50 one day and jumping to -15 the next (maybe, perhaps - mayhaps this is unrecorded and quite possibly an exaggeration) means the middle sheet of tri-pane windows crack up like yours truly after six consecutive hours of essay writing.
Good Lord, deliver me! Is it too much to believe I've the vocabulary and eloquence to spit out a fifteen-hundred-word essay in eight? God-diggity-damn!
-19 degrees Celsius and howling gales blowing in from the North-West at 30 clicks an hour will make your tear ducts well and have things spill out yo' eye corners. All four of them.
The resultant of a Winnipeg winter:
.
Temperatures dipping to unheard of shit like -50 one day and jumping to -15 the next (maybe, perhaps - mayhaps this is unrecorded and quite possibly an exaggeration) means the middle sheet of tri-pane windows crack up like yours truly after six consecutive hours of essay writing.
Good Lord, deliver me! Is it too much to believe I've the vocabulary and eloquence to spit out a fifteen-hundred-word essay in eight? God-diggity-damn!