I was going to say something similar, but delete the in March bit and add anymore after wouldn’t know.
No, no, Toronto is in Alaska. It’s a common mistake.
The Ottawa Senators were pissing us off, so we all packed up and left. (We left behind Scarborough, though. Nobody wants Scarborough.)
No snow here, but the oak trees are in bloom and there are a lot of oak trees around here and I’m a martyr to hayfever. 
Yeah, it’s nice NOW. But I’ve lived there, and your pleasant weather turns to HELL, complete with demons, pitchforks, and laywers, in just a few months more.
Now, see, where I live, the weather is perfect. If you’re ADHD and bipolar. A few days ago we had torrential rain, light rain, torrential rain, clear skies, and hail…during the ten minutes it took me to drive home from work.
At the moment, it’s sunny. Which means nothing.
I thought so… your location says Alaska.
Go back to post #12, do not pass go.
Man, I live there, and I don’t want it. When I was in Montreal last weekend though, my mother informed me that their snow removal contractor had passed his contractually obligated 400 cm (160 inches) per season and they were getting charged extra for the next few weeks.
Also, one more foot of snow and Montreal breaks the seasonal record set back in the 70s.
Oops, I was replying to YOUR post #8 but I hit the button on the wrong post. Apologies all around. :smack:
So true.
It was just lovely here, a moderate breeze and a rare good overnight rain. A cuddlin kind of rain. Snow soon, but a great first few days. Sorry Otto.
What governing body determined that the Equinox is the “official” First Day of Spring?
Hint: none.
There is no “official” first day of any season, regardless of what dunderhead weathermen say.
Yeah, the weather is a drag here in London too, but there are compensations. I was in The Antelope yesterday having a pint of Honey Dew (they have it on tap, rather than bottled), and there was a fire going in the fireplace. There’s nothing like relaxing in a leather armchair with a pint next to a fire to warm things up on a chilly day!
S’okay: Alaska is about to annex Canada and then secede from the US. We will then control ALL the bad weather. Bwa-hahahahaha :
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What sucks to be “us” though, is that we had a teensy, tiny taste of spring-ish weather. It was in the 40’s and sunny for, what?, a week or so, so we lost tons o’snow. We were down to those ugly little rock-looking piles of snow. That was just this past Thursday! So yesterday we get this crap and it’s all white and slippery, packed ice on the roads again. We are now at something like 97.2" snowfall for the year, double our average, long ago broke the 30-year-old record. We might as well get a couple more a break 100".
Otto, you are SO eloquent.
Well, we did actually get one day of snowfall in Atlanta, in February if I recall. Many’s the year since I moved here that I say, “Did we forget to have Winter? There was some rainy Fall weather that dragged on for a bit, but no Winter. Now it’s getting hot again. I hate Georgia.”
I just wish it would rain here.
heh, heh. Happy now?
It’s snowing outside my window in London right now. I swear to Christ I HATE this fucking cunting country and it’s fucking shitty fucking cunting fucking weather with all my little black heart. Fucking SNOW? It’s nearly April and it’s fucking SNOWING?!? I guess this is mother nature’s way of getting us Brits to appreciate our four fucking days of summer a little more. The whore!
Look bitch, since you’ve obviously forgotten it goes:
Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter
not
WINTER WINTER WINTER WINTER MORE FUCKING FREEZING WINTER EVEN COLDER WINTER SUB-SUB ZERO FUCKING WINTER summ OH TOO SLOOOOW SUMMER, HERE’S MORE WINTER TO CUT YOU OFF!! HAW HAW GET SOME MORE OF THAT WINTER YOU CHILLY MOTHERFUCKERS WINTER WINTER WINTER WINTER WINTER
And so on.
I hate this place. The instant, the very first fucking nanosecond that I have enough money to emigrate to warmer climes I’m going to jump on a jet plane and never, ever look back.
I was at the friend’s greenhouse on Wednesday and they still keep steers. I smelled the thawing cow manure and thought this is spring. We have had red wing blackbirds calling in the marsh since last week and sandhill cranes for a couple weeks. That means spring is about to pop to me. Now get the damn snow off the ground so the visual matches my vision.
I live in Phoenix. The bad news is I’m sick of summer already. The good news is it’ll be over by Thanksgiving or so.