There's something about snow In Nanaimo ...

.. that makes me want to grab my camera.

A snow day in Nanaimo is cause for celebration among the locals.  Jaded expatriate Albertans simply yawn, roll over and go back to sleep .. while the British Columbians are scrambling through closets to find boots and mitts so they can go out and play in it.  It's not unusual to hear some of my adult friends (sorta) (and yes, I'm looking at you, Bev) have been making snow angels.

Former Albertans are thinking in terms of snow shovels and how heavy that damn stuff is going to be.  Nanaimo snow comes down wet and soggy most times, although this one was light and fluffy.  

Still, one can't help but feel a little excited.  The usual sullen lead skies are replaced by a lighter shade of grey, enough to send one's spirits racing upwards.  In some cases this week, I've actually seen bright sunlight and .. wonder of wonders here in BC .. a chinook cloud.  Although it was on the wrong horizon.

This is the view from my back balcony.  Almost looks like a real forest, although its just the back yard.

A proper sidewalk cleaning is not as common as you'd hope out here where the rain
does most of the snow removal.   What you can't see is Bruce around the
corner with his shovel and our neighbour on his little bobcat.

This probably best represents the juxtaposition of snow in Lalaland.