A brisk breeze made it a perfect evening for a walk along the beach.
I was talking to my brother, who was working in Kitimat, the snow capital of BC, for those of you who are unaware.
I remember Kitimat; I lived there once. Moved to the town in February, but didn't see it till April. Too much snow piled everywhere.
He reported that of course it was snowing there, and I was glad that in White Rock, even as dusk fell, there was no need even to wear gloves.
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