There is an old, unofficial Winnipeg saying:
It ain’t spring until winter has one more snowfall.
I remember one Easter Sunday as a blizzard happened while everyone sang ‘Alleluia’ for the first time in forty days. While I look at The Weather Network and John Sauder’s (CBC Winnipeg meteorologist) Twitter feed on my morning commute, I always look at those as guidelines. Reality can hit you cold, wet, and with heavy flakes.
My two dresses I bought from Old Navy hang in my closet pretty much saying, “Well, not yet then right?”
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