pure blue sky, pure winter cold

The sky is clear, and the air is frozen. Ah Toronto, I'm back from Australia's summer and just when I was starting to like (well maybe not like, but, get used to!) the snow, you went and froze all that melt water and turned the pavements into a giant skating course.

Although, I would like to note, there are brilliant Torontonians out there who hate wading through/jumping over the slush puddles on street corners.