Despite the inevitable spring snow storms that are still to come in Calgary, there is something truly wonderful about this time of year. End. Of. Winter.
My front yard yard looks like a brown and muddy wasteland, the air in the neighborhood smells like dog poop, and our new car windshield is already cracked. Not the most beautiful of pictures but spring is almost here, enough said.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day, here is 60 seconds with Ardal O’Hanlon talking about his Irish mother and having an eyeball vacuumed right out of the skull socket. It’s delightful stuff.