Snow in Vancouver allows its residents a brief moment in which to feel 'Canadian'. They awake to find their normally green lawn covered in snow, and promptly run outside, snow shovel in hand. They must shovel quickly and with great haste before the snow turns to rain, and the moment is lost forever.
Our infinitie wisdom on community planned coupled with the scarity of land means that most vancouverites do not have driveways upon which they can practice the sacred art of shovelling snow. Instead they are forced to shovel the sidewalk in front of their house, a less glamorous job considering the square area involved.
In similar Canadian fashion, the utmost consideration is shown to neighbours during this time. Each homeowner shovels only that snow which is directly infront of their house, so as not to infringe on the rights of their neighbours to enjoy this timeless tradition.
It is this brief and fleeting moment that links Vancouver's residents with the rest of the country. Soon the snow will melt and the city's residents will be returned to a life of holey shoes, umbrellas, and fair trade coffee.
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