Come to Canada, we do snow angels, fireplaces (well, I have a wood stove with a glass front but close enough), and sometimes we climb onto flat objects and use them to slide down snow-covered hills at great speed. Surprisingly, most of us don’t die while doing it. Also we pour maple syrup on the snow, let it half-freeze into taffy, then roll it onto a stick and eat it. Winter Christmas can be very weird.

Also, this is me 1 year ago today after clearing 40cm of snow off my driveway with a gas-powered snow blower. 

well at least you didn’t have shovel the snow, go snow blower! 

The poor thing was made in 1979, my (15-years-deceased) grandfather bought it from the widow of the original owner in 1980. I put a new motor on it two years ago, so now I don’t have to take the carburetor apart and dump gas into it directly to make the thing start! Canadaaaa!!!