The weather's been cold here in London, overnights of about -22, daytime highs in the -teens.   People are complaining, but I remind them that in truly cold places, the weather forcasters on T.V. and the radio don't bother with the "minus" prefix on the temperatures.  

Yesterday on the way to work, I was driving south on Highbury Ave, and saw a cloudy misty thing in the air.  I thought was a snow squall, but it was just ice crystals, and I think, smog due to some kind of inversion.

I had hoped to see some sun dogs during the day, but the ice crystals must have been the wrong shape, or not high enough in the atmosphere.

This morning, the sunrise was all purples and magentas and pinks and blues.  Glorious.

When you walk, the snow is beyond just crunching, it squeaks like some wierd kind of styrafoam. 

CBC radio is going on and on and on about the cold.   I mean, -20 in January in Canada? 

This is a news story?  Please.

Residents of Winnipeg will be happy to know that as people remark to me about how cold it is here, and how it sucks, I look at them with a poker face and say:

"yeah, but it's a dry cold."

Boom Boom, how well insulated is your house?   As a stop gap, can you pile snow against the windward side of your house?