February 9, 2014

In yer face, Mr. Summer


Mother Nature has exacted her revenge in response to my cyclical griping about winter and championing of summertime. The heaviest snow in two decades has struck the Tokyo area and other regions across Japan. By Canadian standards, not a big deal: about 27 cm (11 inches) blanketed our part of Yokohama during Friday-Saturday. Still, this inflicted some havoc on the transportation system and forced us to forgo our plans for the weekend. We stayed at home instead. Boo-hoo.
E & M enjoyed spry frolicking in the snow and the novelty of snowballs, wet jeans, shoveling, and catching snowflakes on one’s tongue. Many friends have adorned their Facebook pages with similar descriptions and images of happy kids romping around in the white stuff.
I even got into the spirit of things and helped build a slightly demented-looking snowman.
Of course, no activity is complete without some kind of strife between the sisters. 

The snow had stopped falling in Tokyo by early morning Sunday and started to melt before noon. Tomorrow morning I expect the roads to remind me of home with surfaces as icy as hockey rinks. And no zambonis on the horizon.

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