A Chill in the Air.

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On the Pacific coast of Canada, we always know when Fall is over.

In most places, its signified by frost, snow, or a severe lack of leaves on trees. Breath is visible in the air, and it's cold if you venture outside. In my town, the quaint Harbour City of Nanaimo, Fall's end means one thing, and one thing only. Fog.

If you've ever wondered what living in a cloud is like, let me tell you it's not pleasant. Beautiful though it may be, and as romantic as walking through condensed mist down streets can be, the chill - the bone-marrow deep chill- afterwards is not worth fulfilling the fantasy. Blankets, scalding baths, and even the stiffest straight scotch cannot fend that off once it sets in.

My solution to the BC winter? Wake up, wrap a fleece blanket around yourself, put fuzzy socks on and make a pot of tea. While it steeps, take a wake-up sipper of your favorite 15 year old whiskey, and enjoy the beauty of the fog from inside, nestled on a couch with a favorite book or a plate of breakfast.