There are times when winter in Calgary sucks. It can be cold and miserable constantly taunting you into thinking it is almost over or times when it is -30c and your bus is late. Then there are times when winter is beautiful.
“A freshly fallen silent shroud of snow,” sing Simon and Garfunkel in “I am a rock” and that is what greeted me when I went to walk home tonight. Snow can be really nice when it gently tumbles to the ground creating a blanket of undisturbed white. I also saw a treat that truly caused me to pause. I stumbled upon not one but three bunnies that have just turned white. There is something so magical about them sitting there camouflaged and vigilantly watching as I walk on by.