This post was inspired by Luanne atwritersite.org, and her experimentswith memoir-writing exercises. In this one, I attempt to describe Vancouver’s commonest non-summertime weather without actuallyspecifyingit. Every Canadian will know what I’m talking about—and for my American friends—think Seattle! (Besides, I cheat and use pictures anyway :-))
When I first moved to Vancouver to attend university, it came as a shock. The fall days darkened, the clouds glowered, lowered, and leadened, and then itfell from the sky likeI’d never seen it before in the arid Okanagan Valley: some times harshly attacking in a straight pounding, while at others, gently enveloping you and the Pacific coastal scenery in a mist ofmystery.
Photo by @BasYulaholic (Twitter)
The malls and avenues of UBC becomethick with hurrying umbrellas, bobbing to next classes over pavement slicked with oily rainbows…
As the fall turns into winter, it comesever more frequently, but now it is…
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