Yes, well we Canadians are a hearty breed. While others are basking in warmer climates enjoying the sunshine and heat, we like to be hardy like these poor crocus'. I took this shot on the first day of spring here in the land of the Great White North.
Nothing says unstoppable like a crocus in a Canadian garden on the first day of Spring. While we mere mortals extol the virtues of the sunny south, these patriots deem to stay with the country though out the entire winter. No snowbirds here.
Of course, Barb and I are exempt from our defection of our country for the sun drenched beaches of Central and South America. Hey, we were working! It is tough work to be paid to sit on board a 5 star luxury liner, eat lobster, and assist passengers with their travel questions. We have hazards on the job too.
What about sunburn, what about weight gain, what about any other BS you can think of to try and make us feel a little less guilty at having left the motherland for this Nirvana?
Oh well, the trials of being us.
Now, about that groundhog who obviously messed up this year. Where's my 22?
