I'm always glad to get back to Canada, even after the shortest trips abroad. Especially at this time of the year, when if you bundle up it almost feels like Spring in The Great White North.
And at Sugar Beach in my neighbourhood, if you've got a good imagination, you can almost dream of summer.
But this time it seems different, there's a chill in the air, and I can't help thinking I must be crazy to be living in Ontario.
Where, as I'm sure you know, a scary ape is running wild.
