Well, call it Murphy’s Law or Mother Nature just being unreasonable. No more than 24 hours after I issued my glowing report on the first signs of spring, the weather gods decided we needed a blizzard to round things out.

Snapped this pic of the blizzard warning on TV, courtesy Global News Calgary.

Ya know, when you’re watching the news and the meteorologist starts throwing words around like ‘winter storm warning’ and ‘blizzard warning’, then you look out the window and there’s not a cloud in the big blue sky, you sit back and think, “Wow, the weather woman had a bit too much coffee this morning”, then go about your day. (Wow, that was a run-on sentence to beat all run-on sentences!). Until that chance glance outside and you see . . .

Woah, what the heck? Because yesterday it was like . . .

As the day wore on, the snow came heavier and heavier. But still, we were determined to go out for dinner. Although we were snow-blasted just running from the front door to the car, we pressed on. And although we couldn’t see more than a block down the road, we pressed on. It wasn’t until we hit the highway and realized visibility sucked that we decided to turn around, head back, and make dinner ourselves for a night of Netflix and chill.

All went well with dinner. We queued up a show and sat down to watch. Soon, the lights started to flicker. And then all went black. The power had gone out. Lucky for us it wasn’t a long outage. We used the time to shovel snow from the gazebo.

Blowing snow left quite a mess underneath the gazebo.

After a night curled in the heated blanket, I awoke to this . . .

My baby’s breath was just starting to sprout, too.

Yup. Got the message, Mother Nature. Watch my mouth. Noted.

From the back deck, I spotted some odd patterns in the snow. On further inspection, I’m guessing this was a falcon or an owl hunting the voles living under my concrete patio. Looks like he got one too!

A bird of prey mark in the snow . . . or an alien facehugger lives under my porch.

Despite the copious amounts of snow, morning walkies were still lovely. With the pond still thawed and the untouched snow, the morning felt magical. The plentiful sunshine sure didn’t hurt.

Mother Nature, I can’t stay mad at you when you give me views like this!

And Mochi sure loved the snow too.

Super Mochi dashes to the rescue of a bacon treat.

Our only saving grace is that the snow will be melted in two days, and no, that’s not a challenge, Mother Nature!

Now, it’s time for a nice warm mug of matcha while my boots dry out.

. . . and to be cheeky, I brewed my matcha in a Santa mug.

-Rissa