I've been contemplating this cross-Canada craptastic spring weather. There was an interview with one of the Slave Lake residents saying that they're stuck doing nothing and the rest of Canada is "enjoying spring." I'd like to reassure her that no one I know is "enjoying" spring. I think "enduring" is more the right word.
There was this concept in high school English that I never quite got - but it was that thing when the weather mimics the tone of the book. Like, if the characters are depressed, it will be raining outside. I don't think it was pathetic fallacy...Kimm, you probably still have your notes. Look that up for me, would ya?
Temporarily forgetting all the science I know, I think that is what's happening in Canada. I think the weather is reflecting the moods of our people. I only came up with this theory in the shower this morning, so it's not fully formed yet. But it's what I'm going with. Refute away. If you can.