Snow Madness
December 8, 2021
This morning, I had an errand to run downtown. Before leaving the house, I noticed there was a light dusting of snow on the ground. There was barely enough to coat the bottom of my runners. I was planning to walk anyway, but I could have taken my bike if I had wanted to. The temperature was -5, though quite pleasant for this time of year since there was little wind. No big deal, I thought.
That was until I saw the army of plows on the streets. Plowing snow as if there had been a major blizzard and spreading salt like it was going out of style. OK, it was a little slippery. But it was all wet and slushy. No ice to speak of.
And it wasn’t just the city crews going haywire either. People had been out at the crack of dawn shoveling the snow off the sidewalks. One guy on Queenston Street unloaded a whole bag of salt over a half a block. There was one medical office where someone was out in a four-wheeled ATV with a plow hooked up in front of it. And when I got where I was going, a security guy hustled me inside so I wouldn’t have to wait “out in the cold.”
As a long, lost friend of mine once said, the farther south you go, the wimpier they get about cold and snow.
P.S.: Have no fear for us shivering wimps huddled in our igloos. The temperature is supposed to get up to +11 by the weekend.
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