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epitome of incomprehensibility
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I unwittingly echoed unhinged in "snow":
1) what the fuck
2) name of city.
Flippantly! But meaningfully! Why is it snowing in Montreal on October 17 and 18? (Witness the great questions of existence.)
I don't mind the cold if I have time to acclimatize, but this sudden drop to December weather isn't making me happy today. Yesterday I didn't mind it so much. Yesterday it was five degrees or so when the sky started flinging mini snowballs at everybody.
Those things are not as hard as ice pellets or hail, but definitely more compact than regular snow. The American show The Strangest Weather on Earth calls it "popcorn snow." (Canada made the show again in a more impressive way with a fast-moving glacier carried by a spring melt, which unfortunately smashed into someone's house).
Oh, I found it - I mean the Strangest Weather webpage. I love the enthusiasm there - just about every sentence ends with an exclamation mark: http://www.weather.com/tv/shows/strangest-weather
It seems the show updates irregularly. In any case, I watched the latest episodes (both Sept. 4, 2015) when I was in Ontario with my aunt.
Okay. Snow. Yesterday it popcorn-snowed, and I walked around in my bright pink rain boots, childishly happy. I was kicking the slush around as I walked - slush, even though it was well above zero, since the balls of snow took a while to melt.
Today it was even colder. The frost was still on the ground at nine in the morning when I had to leave for a choir practice. I dragged out an old fall jacket from the basement. Light blue, surprisingly clean, but with a broken zipper. Ah well. It has two snaps and it ties in the middle. Plus, I put on a scarf, hat, and gloves.
This time it snowed normal snow and the highest temperature downtown was plus four. Now it's well below zero for the night. I just put out the recycling and I had a hard time wrenching open the ice-sealed lid of the collection bin. I guess that's the "frozen recycling" of my summer dream.
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