Snowbound

Maybe winter is what happens to you when you’re making other plans.

I promised myself I would only write until noon today and then I would withdraw from the tunnel of words and go downtown to do other work. I’d been watching it snow since 9:40 but had not paid close attention to the accumulation which, by noon, was already hubcap deep. Not only was my familiar twenty minute bike impossible but I had a very strong premonition that if I tried to drive in the snow that I would be involved in a collision with something, and that would really screw up the day. I’ve not been in a traffic accident for ten years, but today felt like it would be my day. Seemed like a good opportunity to further reduce my carbon footprint.

So I walked. Took my camera, and just walked across the high bridge, along Sunset Junction, and down Riverside and then Main to where motorists, at Browne and Main, were yelling so loudly at one another that I had to laugh.

I just finished shoveling for the night. Don’t know what you’ve gotten where you are, but we’ve got well over a foot here near the arboretum, just from today’s powdery delivery. And it’s still snowing moderately.

Hope you like the pictures. I think my favorite is the one with the woman in the winter-defying skirt and the red umbrella. Very chic, eh?