I am re-interpreting a line from The Wizard of Oz just slightly when I say…Toto, can you tell that I’m not in Vancouver anymore?!
Thanks to my awesome dad – who was willing to brave Toronto’s frigid temperatures for the sake of my blog! – you are looking at photos that we took when we were experiencing one of the “milder” days of my recent stay there; yes, minus ten degrees Celsius was truly about the warmest weather we had…and that’s not counting the toe-numbing effects of a wind-chill factor!!
To all my dear readers who have been suffering through the ravages of the Polar vortex, you hereby have my deepest sympathies!! And to those of us who have been graced by a gentler winter this year…all I can say is this: you have no idea what “cold” really means!! Dad and I had to capture these shots between bouts of jumping up and down just to get the blood flowing again; I’m laughing because I just couldn’t believe the craziness of it!!
And I’m sure that’s what the few people who passed us (bundled like Eskimos, I might add!) certainly thought when they realized what we were doing; two lunatics, taking photographs while the Arctic wind howled!!
Here’s a virtual round of applause for you, Dad… even without taking the “extenuating circumstances” into consideration, you did a fabulous job!!