Don't email me and ask me how the weather is going to be for when you're going to be in Yellowknife, because a) all I do is Google it, and write back to you with what I just read, and b) no one actually has any idea. 

Just kidding, email me all you wish. But there are a lot of nights we are really wrong about the weather, and despite snow falling all morning, and every forecast calling for continued broken cloud and snow, it clears up, faster than you can imagine. And yesterday in particular, it lasted all night, and just after 01:30, the sky exploded with colour, and all six of us laughed, circling our cranked up necks, unable to look in just one spot. Absolutely magnificent.