The afternoon was sunny & warm – 40° – and cleared the streets nicely of any lingering ice (or drifts from yesterday’s winds); but the pleasant weather didn’t last. Now – six hours later – the wind roars through the bare trees, and the temperature is falling rapidly toward a forecast low of -2°.

School on Monday has already been canceled, and is looking doubtful for Tuesday. Temperatures above freezing are distressingly absent from the forecast, though there is some slight hope for a thaw on Saturday.

These little presents from the Arctic used to be called Alberta Clippers, but they’ve a grander name now: the Polar Vortex.

Spring is still seven weeks away, too, so I imagine the present vortex will not be our last.