January 22....a photo a day....

No blue sky today...it is white and laden with snow. Temperatures plummeted overnight to -14C and with the almost 40kph. wind ...the wind chill makes it feel like -26C ...











It's time for big sweaters, toques, mitts and boots again. These are the days when I put my camisole on backwards and mean to. That way at least the neckline is higher in the front instead of low enough to see cleavage. I still can't figure out why anybody designs winter, or at least, "warmer" wear, to look sexy... who is going to see decolletage when you are bundled up like Nanook of the North? Then I put on a turtle neck long sleeve shirt..a big sweater and a ski jacket with a zip in liner, scarf across my chest, toque, mitts and I'm ready to stagger out to the van.
Even then, I carry extra winter mitts, another hat that zips to my jacket and huge Sorel boots in the vehicle.... ... just in case. So what if I'm just going across town? If you get into a collision or have to stop for one, or for any other reason, or if traffic comes to a halt.... you better be prepared to stand around outside or have to walk a distance in minus double digits. Most people aren't prepared because they don't think of those things happening in a short distance I suppose... and sure enough..today I saw a young one..in just a light jacket..low cut t-shirt, tight, thin pants and no head gear...hair whipping around in the wind, hopping up and down with her hands over her ears and freaking out because something happened with her car. Sigh... how do any of them make it past their teens? I prefer to be the funny one waddling around looking like the Stay Puft marshmallow...but... at least I'm a toasty marshmallow....











Visibility was pretty poor... that is a cement truck at the lights in the not too distant roadway... snow was swirling and snaking across the pavement.... the wind was strong enough it was rocking the van. The only really good thing?...hardly anybody else was on the roads. Got my errands run and made it home by 10:30... now... I'm going to hunker down and bake bread, exercise and feel thankful for a nice warm house.











Just getting out on the bad roads in the immediate neighbourhood and making a delivery to a small subdivision that was even worse was physically demanding! It felt like I was driving on rock wheels... reminiscent of Fred Flintstone ... cachunk!! thunk! .... with every turn of the tires I thought I was going to wreck myself.. bouncing and banging along on the icy ruts... ridiculous. Other drivers doing the same... laughing or wincing as you see their faces on the slow drive by... lol....we're all nuts. It was almost as much fun as some of the wicked areas of the Iditarod ..... well, not quite..but, I do tend to fantasize sometimes...











I was out of the car for 3 minutes and already the blowing snow was accumulating on the windshield...