This will be familiar to anyone who has visited Florida in February and gone swimming. Last night when we were in Horton Plaza this man exclaimed (no, really, that’s the right word) as we walked by, “How can you *not* be freezing!?” I was wearing a skirt and sandals and a windbreaker, Reid was in shorts an a hoodie and Karin was wearing pants and a short-sleeved shirt. I turned and smiled and said, “We’re Canadian.” He said, “oh” and needed no more explanation.

It made me feel all warm and fuzzy and nostalgic for trips to see Aunt Edith and her family. Not that I remember them first hand but I’ve heard about such trips many times over.