Winters in Nova Scotia are usually mild and fresh; as quickly as the snow falls it melts. But this year has been consistently the coldest winter I remember since I moved here in 1994. It’s turned me into a hermit, preferring the coziness of my sunny home, bundled up in slippers and sweaters, over layering on long john’s and toques. Finally I had enough of popping Vitamin D3s in lieu of the real thing and ventured out to visit my friend, Ocean.

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