What I mean is ... when it's warm enough to shovel your snow banks into the road, because MAYBE it will melt a bit (which is to say - NOT WARM!!!) we all stop getting dressed.
"I don't need a coat," we say. "Look! I don't even have to scrape frost off the windshield. Maybe I should bring my shorts, just in case I get too warm."
You know what I mean, don't you? Yes you do.
This morning, on the way to church, I saw a guy outside his house, having his morning cigarette. Not that unusual. Except he wasn't huddled in the shelter of the wall; he had strolled part way down the sidewalk to really get a nice view of the Bay.
In bare feet and nothing but a terrycloth robe.
I felt ashamed, in my sensible winter coat (though I wasn't wearing mitts). It's March, for goodness' sake - almost time to start talking about global warming again!
Can I still be considered a good Canadian if I don't wear shorts until April?
