It was that time of year when winter tightened its grip, bringing the temperature down to a biting -4°C. After days of heavy, brooding clouds, nature finally decided to let go, draping the world in a fresh layer of snow. It’s often said that snow doesn’t fall in the harshest cold but when the air begins to soften—and this time, Vancouver proved it true. From February 2nd to 3rd, 2025, the city witnessed two days of continuous snowfall, turning the streets into a afresh winter wonderland.
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| 3rd February 2025, Brighouse School ground. |
While the flurry was a sight to behold and a refreshing change, it also brought life to a standstill. Work was postponed, routines disrupted, and for those who rely on daily wages or outdoor labor, the snowfall was more burden than beauty. My own office was closed on February 2nd, giving me an unexpected pause in my week. But by the next morning, as I set out for work, the sun began to break through, hinting at clearer days ahead. According to the forecast, better weather was on the horizon—good news for everyone.
This week also marked a special milestone—Kuenga Norzang reached 37 weeks, and with perfect timing, he experienced his very first snowfall. A beautiful omen, I thought, a sign of good fortune and well-being for both him and my wife. As I sat on the right-side seat of the 364 bus to Langley, waiting at Scottsdale Exchange at 9:07 AM, I took a quiet moment to reflect on this new chapter, letting the wintry landscape outside mirror my emotions—cold yet full of warmth, still yet moving forward.
