They say that the stereotype Canadian, amongst other things, talks about the weather alot eh? Well, I find that I fit well with this and feel amazement and surprise most days at the changing climate. Every day can be a different season. Last week, people kept posting pictures on Facebook of this tree covered in ice where the water has splashed up over the rocks. I went off to find said tree and the icicles and other winter identifiers that were alongside it. Exactly a week later, I returned to the same spot and was able to sit in the sunshine reading a book, munching on Easter chocolate, stroll on the sand barefoot and paddle in the water. Even as I approached the water I expected it to be freezing given the ice a week before – I wasnt rushing to go for a full on swim, but it was surprisingly warmer than expected.