The weather: usually considered a smalltalk subject for other citizens of the world. However, in Montreal and close regions, the weather is the most talked about topic of conversation. We discuss it, we analyze it, we app it, we track it, we pray for it to change, we pray for it to stay the same and finally, we curse it.
How have we become so dependent on the weather you ask? why, because in the context of a northern country where six months out of twelve are cold, thus trapping us inside our homes, the warm months are very scarce and precious. They are counted and scheduled with tons of activities which we hope will enable us to take full advantage of the outdoors, fresh air and the radiant sun which we miss so much in winter. The Montreal weather thereby becomes a friend and an enemy all at once mostly because of its rapidly changing nature and us not being able to rely on it for over two hours. Make that ONE hour. Never mind that all roads are barricaded with orange construction signs, (Montreal: where the sound of jackhammers and drills are synonyms of warm weather) forcing us to re-route or make a wrong turn and get lost. We are willing to put up with even that, but do not mess with the strained relationship we have with the sun. We will protect it and get defensive with mother nature as we will do anything for those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer.
Those few months where we even bother to buy outdoor and patio furniture, stock up on BBQ supplies, schedule our planting weekend accordingly (so as to save our new flowers and vegetation from that last frosty night that pops out of nowhere), purchase sunblock that we will never manage to finish (but that we will recycle for that trip down south), new bathing suits and complete a full closet rotation to adjust to this new pleasant season (I have MORE summer outfits than winter ones - it should be the other way around). That being said, it is not cool for mother nature to toy with our emotions and diagnose us all with a mild version of SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder). Lately, Montreal has been resembling what seems like London-like weather including rain, fog and of course, the weather status I hate most: overcast. In my book, overcast is the worst: it LOOKS and FEELS like it's going to rain but not a drop of water falls (sky constipation) meanwhile the sun is completely gone and shining full force in other parts of the world. That being said, you can clearly tell that I am no exception and am demonstrating my Montreal weather obsession by blogging about it.
I think I speak for most of us when I say that we would just like to have one full week of sunshine without having to carry an umbrella around or check our phones and the weather channel for updates. Some cities have the luxury of not having to engage in this kind of neurotic behavior simply because they know that, most fo the time, the sun will be out or the rain will be out but either way - one weather status dominates and the individuals of that city prepare in accordance. Some might argue that the basic concept of this situation is then the lack of control we are experiencing. I beg to differ...
Why would we be seeking control over something we never had control on to begin with? No. What we seek are sunny days, period. Days where we need sunglasses until 7pm, days where we get annoying tan lines (but are secretly happy we got a tan anyway), days when we bless the wind for it releaving us from the scorching heat, days when I can take my Vespa and feel the warmth of my banana seat. Nothing more, nothing less.
My name is Ivana. I love photography and meeting people. I hold a Master's in counselling psychology and work as a career consultant. Music is my fuel and an important source of energy in my life. I drive my vespa around the city and I love what I do! :) About this blog: me on my artistic soap box!
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