I suspect the last thing anyone wants to see right now is more winter. But I did take a few images that I didn’t get a chance to share while my site was in limbo, like the porch smokers in the fog above.
And this photo of the only other person I saw out during this sleety blizzard.
Over the winter I went out for a walk just about every morning. Even when it was minus 30.
Sometimes I’d go out again in the evening to stretch my legs and clear my head.
There were a lot of foggy nights.
And there were a lot of blizzards.
This gentleman, below, was making his way home through a particularly dense but “gentle” blizzard.
The snow was so thick there were very few cars, each going very slowly.
The sidewalks were impassable so the gentleman was walking up the middle of George street where the slow traffic had tamped down the snow.
When I asked him, as he pushed his wheeled walking-aid through the slush, if he was okay getting home, he smiled and said he was fine. It was a warm night, in spite of the snow. Then he laughed and said, it’s like this for me every winter.
Not to leave you with images of winter bleakness, here’s an early tulip that opened this week.
I’m looking forward to a near future of flowers and warmer weather.
And maybe we can create a not too distant future in which it’s easier for everyone get around in winter (and all the time).