I’ve got to admit – seeing grass this late in November is a heartwarming thing, living in Canada.

To clarify, I mean grass as in LAWN, NOT grass like “Cheech asked Chong if he had any more grass left for the bong”.

Yes sir – in Canada, never mind Alberta which sits in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains, when you see visible lawn – you just about want to put the parka and earmuffs back in the closet, and dance on the aforementioned lawn in a tutu and Speedo.

Maybe that’s just me…

Of course, we did get snow back in late August I think, and temperatures plunged below levels penguins struggle with in Antarctica, but right now, as the Chinooks or weather gods are merciful - -all is well in our world.

Chow for now!