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Thorn: It’s impressive that you can work in only a sweater, when it’s the middle of winter . . .
Leif: (snerk)
Thorn: What? What is it?
Leif: It’s always cute when you call this “winter.”
Leif & Thorn
Fantasy comedy about a magic knight trying to have a romance in his second language
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laser shovel or magic shovel?
Magic! Not nearly as finely-focused as a laser.
Where does the water go?
The snow isn’t melting, it’s being moved and piled out of the way. Same spelltech Leif uses to rake leaves.
That’s how I, as a former Wisconsinite, feel about the way Oregonians panic over snow and “cold” temperatures. the recent cold snap was the first time it actually got what I’d call cold since I’ve been living here.
Same for me here in Minnesota.
To be fair to us Oregonians in Portland, our ‘wonderful’ city counsel doesn’t salt or plow the roads, and with all the rain we get it’s far more often to be a silver thaw rather than the lovely powder you guys get.
As a Southern Californian, I would call this an impossibility, never mind winter. I can only imagine what it’d be like in Sønheim.
Ah yes, the dispute over definitions of “cold” or “hot” between people from different regions. As a Californian with a Midwestern parent and several other Midwestern relatives and acquaintances, I can relate.
Coming from Seattle, this is me 90% of the time whenever somebody says “it’s pouring outside.”
No, that’s a drizzle. A shower at best. A downpour requires significantly more force, although if it comes at an angle we might be talking sheets instead.
Some languages have 70 different words for snow. Seattleites have drizzling, sprinkling, dripping, pouring, showering, sheets, buckets, cats and dogs, puddling, and–on a rare occasion–merely damp.
A couple of days in August might even be DRY, but we usually stay inside when confronted by things outside our realm of comprehension.
In Portland we added misting for that finer than drizzle rain we get.
This is what my boyfriend, who grew up in Ontario, does when I complain about cold weather in Vancouver. Doesn’t matter that I grew up in Illinois, and did my undergrad in Pittsburgh, both of which have Ontario-like winters, and moved to Vancouver to get away from real winter. He still feels the need to tell me I’m wrong.
Come summer, Thorn will be the one being nonchalant about seasonal extremes. Most places with spicy native food get really hot in the summer, so I imagine Leif will be miserable.
I want that shovel
All I can think of is “it must be Canada there” HAHA.
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