Yesterday (Tuesday), 18C. I walked to Southgate and back (90 minutes), and I am surprisingly stiff. Not sure why. Might be a leftover from the much longer walk on Monday. Not going anywhere today. It’s around zero, and blizzarding. The snow isn’t staying on the roads, but there is a blanket of white everywhere else. The two words I hate to see in a sentence in April (and May) are ‘snow’ and ‘accumulating’, but it’ll be gone in 24 hours, if not sooner. No shoveling. Nope.