More weather! For what we need more weather?

One thinks of there being lots of snow in Canada, it's an expected hazard and Dufferin County is well set up to deal with it; I know when it's going to be a snowy morning when I hear the ploughs going by in the night. A hazard one might not immediately think of is fog, especially as we live in a hilly area renowned for being windy. The fog though is probably worse for the commuter than the snow. It's not mist that gathers romantically in the valleys but thick cloud as bad or worse on the hilltops as below. It's been warm yesterday and today and we've been socked in, for a brief interval our fields stretch as far as the eye can see.

I drove to work using the line in the middle of the road, I could see only two dashes ahead of me to the left, nothing to the right, had the road been snow covered I suppose I would have had to give up. Turning left is the most difficult manoeuvre, the fog here gets so think that one cannot see the other side of the road and so one cannot see the road into which one is turning, it's a test of how well one knows the road; is the sign on the right opposite the turning, just before it or just after it? There are neither street lights nor kerbs, just snow filled ditches, so turning vaguely in the direction of a street that may not be there is a nerve racking experience. Turning is followed by watching the monotonous passage of the road markings out of the clouds and under the wheels, there's no sensation of movement and it's tempting to fall asleep. One should not do that, of course, if one is awake there is a faint chance of stopping should there be a deer on the road.

Anna is not alone in her reverie of being poolside in some desert sipping twelve dollar cocktails.