It’s been cold here, let me tell you!
And when I say cold, I mean holy-moly cold – cold enough that I didn’t even venture out for two days.
But it’s only the beginning of January so I know it’s going to get worse.
Holy-moly-cold will soon seem like a heat wave in comparison to the I-can’t-feel-my-feet-and-hands-my-lips-are-frozen-to-my-teeth-and-it-hurts-my-lungs-to-inhale-the-air kind of cold that’s still to come!
And that’s why today’s Chinook was such a lovely reprieve from the cold.
I’m no expert, but from what I understand, a Chinook happens in Calgary when the warm winds come from the west, leaving the precipitation in our neighbouring province of British Columbia on the other side of the Rocky Mountains.
These warm, dry winds can change the temperature in Calgary from the minus 20s to above zero temperatures in a matter of a couple of hours.
It’s what we look forward to every winter!
Today’s Chinook won’t even last the whole day. By early evening the winds will be coming from the north and we’ll be back to holy-moly-cold.
So naturally, I had to spend time outside while it’s warm…
…and that’s my roundabout way of explaining why my post is late today.
~HUMP DAY CHRONICLES ~
It occurs to me that this wintry post can also serve as an analogy for the difficult times in life. Hard times are like holy-moly-cold winters, so we need to take full advantage of life’s Chinooks when they come, treasuring each and every moment.