Living on the West Coast, one is reluctant to complain about the weather. Everywhere else in Canada, temperatures are frigid and the central Canadian brush does not dip into the green colour palette until May or June! But even so, the west coast repertoire of rain, from drizzle to the pelting torrents and everything in between, can certainly alter a person's mood.
But when that sun finally appears and the steely skies evaporate to brilliant blue, all is forgiven and forgotten. Today, my face is turning sunward, snowdrops are carpeting the gardens of Lower Caulfield and fresh green buds are swelling in front of my eyes. Thoughts of beaching in the tropics are replaced by an urgency to don gardening gloves, to dig in the soil and plant primula!
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