However, when I was much younger, I was much happier when it snowed. Look! I've shovelled enough to make a snowball. I'm throwing it at someone - probably my Mom since she was always the one with the camera.
This photo would have been taken the winter I was three. We were living in East Vancouver then. Our house looked almost exactly like the one across the street. Most of the houses there were post-war housing and they were all quite similar. Obviously, I don't remember much at all from those days. I'm sure that we went down to the city center on the streetcar. Well, maybe we didn't. Apparently, I embarrassed my parents once by becoming sick on the streetcar. If not, then I can't think where my mother shopped. But there is a small shopping section now that could have been around at the time.
This was the year that the song "There's a Bluebird on your Windowsill" was released. It was written by a Canadian and I remember my Dad singing it around the house. This is the Doris Day version that came out the year I'm helping to shovel the snow. I'm sure I haven't heard it in that many years but every now and then it flits through my mind. I remember that I liked it a lot and would ask my Dad to sing it for me.
Have a listen...it will make your day a little brighter.