A Chiropractor's Dream Gal
It started snowing again this afternoon while I was hiding myself away in my basement researching for my Open Memo. Feeling like I was missing key information, I bundled up and walked out into the white afternoon to seek out free internet access at the coffee shop.
It hadn't snowed in a couple of weeks. Unfortunately, Saskatoon doesn't clean their streets and sidewalks to the same degree as Moncton did during my childhood. That is to say, they don't scrape most roads (EVER - isn't that shocking?!?), and sidewalks are often nothing more than trekked paths. As people drive and walk over the snow, it turns into ice. This icy mess was covered in gravel since the snow to facilitate travel.
This afternoon, I learned something new about winter. I learned that new snow polishes away all of the traction-power of gravel. I fell twice on my way to the coffee shop. Once, on the sidewalk of a major street. During rush hour. It's more embarrassing to fall in public now than it was when I was growing up in the icy NB winters. And it's more difficult to walk on ice now than it was during those NB winters.
*sigh*
Alas, the snow is pretty. And I do love the sound of snow falling on the city. Apart from the fear of breaking a limb, I'm looking forward to my walk home. I'm going to pick up some groceries, and without any class tomorrow, I will make a big pot of stew and stay cosey inside while the snow falls.
So wish me a safe journey home. Or at least that the doctor who will have to set my leg will be cute.
It hadn't snowed in a couple of weeks. Unfortunately, Saskatoon doesn't clean their streets and sidewalks to the same degree as Moncton did during my childhood. That is to say, they don't scrape most roads (EVER - isn't that shocking?!?), and sidewalks are often nothing more than trekked paths. As people drive and walk over the snow, it turns into ice. This icy mess was covered in gravel since the snow to facilitate travel.
This afternoon, I learned something new about winter. I learned that new snow polishes away all of the traction-power of gravel. I fell twice on my way to the coffee shop. Once, on the sidewalk of a major street. During rush hour. It's more embarrassing to fall in public now than it was when I was growing up in the icy NB winters. And it's more difficult to walk on ice now than it was during those NB winters.
*sigh*
Alas, the snow is pretty. And I do love the sound of snow falling on the city. Apart from the fear of breaking a limb, I'm looking forward to my walk home. I'm going to pick up some groceries, and without any class tomorrow, I will make a big pot of stew and stay cosey inside while the snow falls.
So wish me a safe journey home. Or at least that the doctor who will have to set my leg will be cute.
posted by Jana at 3:54 PM
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