Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Walking on water

You’ll never guess what I saw today. Footprints. On the Mississippi River.

Just when I thought I understood the Minnesota attitude about cold weather, I saw footprints in the light snow that covers the new ice on the Big River. It was strangely disquieting to someone who has never walked on water. Looks dangerous. Not my thing.

Up here, the dawn seems to break slower. Like it’s a street fight just to shove the wintry dark out of the way. There is some hope but little comfort in the morning sun. The wind bites. It is sharp enough to take your leg off.

I know these things. This is my second winter. I’m a cold country veteran.

After walking the dog in 15 degree weather this morning, I was checking the news on my computer and feeling pretty cocky about how easy I had acclimated to the tundra conditions. Then I happened to look out the window. In the near dark, I could see this guy my age walking by. I often see him walking the neighborhood. No dog in tow. Just good exercise. And there he was again, walking.

Why not? It had warmed up to 16 already.

3 comments:

Francisco Castelo Branco said...

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The South Plainsman said...

Brrrrr. It has been a bit chilly here, but THAT is cold.

paula said...

Bet, on the whole, people live longer there than in warmer climes, but what do I know.

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