...Is this kind.
The kind that settles lightly on car windshields, but leaves the sidewalks bare. The kind that's soft and powdery, like the dust of sugar on cookies.
Like someone decorated the city just for me. (And maybe they did!)
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| GRACIAS :) |
As a solo traveler and above-knee amputee, I'm especially cautious in the winter. I fear snow, ice, wind, and all the hazards that come along with them.
Really, anything could take me down.
And, if I go down, my independence goes down with me. (This gets complicated when you live on your own!)
Snow makes everything more difficult. It lingers in the city, restricting my ability to run errands, step off curbs, and even park my car.
Long after it's clear enough for "most people," snow continues to confine me at home.
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| But not this kind! |
Today the pavement is drying. The puddles in the street are liquid, not ice.
And bonus -- as I start down the sidewalk, a familiar voice calls out my name.
Running into Donna makes even the smallest walk BIG FUN.
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| Go Eagles! Go Flyers! |
Thank you for sharing. I was thankful when I caught this same light dusting in action. I woke up around 5:30 AM as I normally do and looked out from my deck window to see the most glimmering and peaceful snowfall under the streetlight beams. It was a pretty sight. I was happy to be there and then watching.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading! I think everything looks better in the early morning - even snow. I can imagine it on the rail of your balcony and the branches of your tree. Ah, city life! :)
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