After seeing the new Sherlock Holmes movie tonight, my partner and my folks and I stepped out of the theatre into a snow globe. Or so it appeared — it was a total whiteout.
With only about 55 kilometres to travel, it’s usually an easy trip, but since we had to creep along at less than half the speed limit, and since it was somewhat easier to see without any lights on at all, just watching the ghost of the guard rail along the edge of the St. Lawrence River, the drive took a little longer than usual.
Big storms like tonight’s are a good reminder of the power of nature. The storm was scary, but as the big white flakes settled lightly upon everything, they made everything beautiful.
