It's snowing in Vancouver! On my way to class, I couldn't help thinking (this happens sometimes): the crocuses started appearing in early January, the cherry blossoms in early February, and the first snowfall in a year in early March. Nature is going nuts, we're tormenting her until she does, and yet the end result is a grey-and-pink washed watercolour of a city. Beautiful. And silently disturbing.
