I have not been going on my usual walks lately, largely because of the dreadful winter weather. Yes, yes, lots of places are having worse weather, and worse things than weather. I did not mean to complain; I was merely pointing out cause and effect. Today I did a bit of walking to run some errands. Alas, I did not take pictures as I went, so you will just have to picture in your head the blowy snow I walked through, and imagine the fluff to be plowed through and the treacherous ice beneath. But maybe I can find a few appropriate pictures in my Media Library so my post will not be completely without illustration.
Random snow picture.
This picture is from March 2017. I was actually looking for a picture of Basloe Library, which was my first stop today. I could not even find an un-snowy picture. The snow is, in fact, not this deep, especially in my driveway. For one reason, I have been out shoveling almost every day, so as not to let it pile up, which I have been guilty of doing before.
I could not help feeling that the weather was pretty crappy as I walked to Basloe. It was cold, especially with the wind chill. The sidewalks were not cleared, although some had been cleared previously. I walked where there was some semblance of a sidewalk, especially where somebody had left footprints I could walk in. Sometimes, however, I had to resort to the road. Left side, facing traffic! Most cars were considerate, slowing down and moving over when possible.
My other stops involved crossing Route 5. Yikes! But I managed that without too much trouble. Only I didn’t dare hurry much. I was afraid if I slipped on the slush and ended up flat on my back, I was more likely to get run over than if I stayed upright.
Another old snow illustration.
I prefer walking over driving when the roads are bad, because I feel more in control. However, by the time I was headed for home after finishing my errands, I was wishing I was in my nice heated car. It is funny how much longer walking seems to take when there is wind chill, whether or not you are walking with or against the wind. But here I am whining again.
Another fairly unrelated picture.
Once I got home, I recklessly decided to shovel the driveway, which I had not done before I left. I did not go into the house first, for fear I would just stay there and say to hell with it. I put my purse on the porch, got the shovel, and dug in as fast as I could get away with. I felt fairly pleased with myself that I had done it, especially clearing a shovel-width on the front walk (I really don’t feel I can manage more than that). Since I am grateful to people who clear their walks, I try to return the favor.
Perhaps tomorrow I can take a picture of this year’s snow, so we can do a little compare/contrast with previous years, although I fear the similarities will be striking.
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