The last time I could see the Lions, a few days ago, the snow layer looked very thin for the time of year. Yet just a few days earlier, the twin peaks were as richly white as vanilla ice cream.
Then the rain came, and apparently, we borrowed the chinook concept from Calgary. The snow pack that had been building nicely on the North Shore mountains started looking obviously thin.
It's been cooler the last few days, but the mountain tops have remained hidden behind clouds. Nothing strange about that; it is their habit to keep a low profile. The Vancouver sky tends to keep a low ceiling around this time of year. On the other hand, the crocuses and snowdrops are well above ground already.
Last year we had a very white winter. The snow cover that began before Christmas lasted a couple of weeks, and we had more in January and February.
This Vancouver winter has been typically mild and green. But there is still hope. I associate a lot Vancouver snow memories with Valentine's Day. Wouldn't we just love to see a nice snowfall around then?
Maybe it's snowing up on Cypress, Seymour and Grouse right now. Perhaps we'll awake in the morning to see the sky a glorious blue, and think ourselves in Paradise here in the Fraser Valley, ringed with sparkling snow-capped peaks.
For the sake of the athletes and many others, I'm keeping my fingers crossed in hope.
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