Living in northeastern Ontario, Canada, for 26 years now, I've seen some pretty severe winter weather.
I've had to drive back & forth to work on a 3:00pm - 9:00pm shift for 5 long years arriving home late with sweat rings down to my waist.
Even though the highways are well maintained & the snow plowers vigilant, it was awfully stressful most of the time.
I can remember getting ready to leave for work at 2:15pm & looking out the window at a veritable blizzard going on outside. My stomach would drop & I'd feel slightly sick to my stomach.
Surely the roads will be cleared by tonight for my drive home! But that didn't help me right now, I've got to get going!
Well, that being said, I did survive it all without any major mishaps.
Except for the one night I was behind a salter & sander truck going up a steep hill.
I felt like everything was going good so far - I was already half way home & where better could I be than behind this truck?!
Unfortunately the truck was fully loaded & the drive up the hill slowed him down to snail's pace.
I was well back from him but had to adjust my speed as well.
Then it happened . . . my car started to slide backwards & downhill! I was in momentary shock but had the presence of mind to gear down to stop (please gawd!)
I was okay. However, from that night onward I didn't fool myself again thinking that just because you're behind a plow or sander that you're any safer.
So, for the past several years now, when it's blustering & blowing & snowing like the blazes, I say a prayer of thanks & blessings on those out driving in it.
Which reminds me, the whole purpose of this post was to comment on the unusually mild weather we're having here right now.
There's snow all around us - just not here in the tiny village where I live, nestled in the hills.
Could this be the calm before the storm?
I'll keep you posted xxx