This isn’t our van (In the interest of protecting the guilty, the culprit will remain unnamed).
Winter Portrait: Van in Ditch
It’s been snowing for two days nonstop. And yeah, there is more on the way. I love it. This is livin’
And here’s the artistic version:
For those with a more artistic bent
Springtime looks mighty appealing about now
(This post is part of a collection of dozens of snapshots of French-Quebecker culture, and the subtle and not-so-subtle differences between the U.S. and French-speaking Quebec. To see the entire collect of posts, click here)
We BBQ’d last night. Snow this morning. Everyone who doesn’t love to ski or snowboard hates it. (Generally, it keeps on snowing all through the month of March.
(This post is part of a collection of dozens of snapshots of French-Quebecker culture, and the subtle and not-so-subtle differences between the U.S. and French-speaking Quebec. To see the entire collect of posts, click here)
This is Mont Saint Sauveur. It's about 15 minutes north of our place
(This post is part of a collection of dozens of snapshots of French-Quebecker culture, and the subtle and not-so-subtle differences between the U.S. and French-speaking Quebec. To see the entire collect of posts, click here)
UPDATE: Though the title is a true statement about my experience in Quebec, several quebeckers quickly mentioned that they did indeed know what studded tires were, and that there are even quebeckers who use them from time to time.
I would, however, contrast that with my experience in Bend, Oregon, where multiple cars around me last February were equipped with studded tires. (They were ready for the inches of snow that had not yet fallen… and yes, that was sarcasm).
Haven't yet seen these in Quebec. However, I saw a ton of studded tires in the snow-less area of Bend, Oregon
(This post is part of a collection of dozens of snapshots of Quebecker culture, and the subtle and not-so-subtle differences between the U.S. and French-speaking Quebec. To see the entire collect of posts, click here)
Over a foot of snow fell Sunday afternoon. Here’s a photo from La Presse near the Old Port of Montreal. This must have been taken during the storm as we don’t see a whole lot of accumulation yet:
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Raised in Oregon.
Followed Jesus from Paris to Montreal.
Learned French.
Now watching Him start a French-speaking movement.
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