In December, I drove from Lloydminster to Medicine Hat on Highway 41. Around Oyen, there were fire trucks out in a farmer's field putting out a small fire. The field had spontaneously combusted.
On St Patrick's Day, I was working in Lethbridge, and spent most of the afternoon pushing people out of the parking lot until I realized that if I didn't leave soon, there wouldn't be anyone left to push me out, and I was driving a little Ford Tempo at the time. When I got home, the wind was swirling in front of my place so badly, that there was a bare patch of grass on the lawn, but about a 4 foot tall pile of snow on the sidewalk.
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