I like snow: when fresh and white, crunchy and easy to walk on. Deadens noise. Enjoyed a walk to the allotment on Monday, the first visitor that morning. The plots evened out under a white blanket.
Snow is educational in two ways. First: we learn how vulnerable our society is to cuts in transport, power supply, communications. Second: in preCovid times Radio Kent would list activities cancelled because of snow. We learn how much goes on in our county: a huge number of voluntary events we are made aware of by their absence.
I dislike snow when its slushy underfoot, like Sunday. Snow had fallen on wet muddy ground. A local footpath alongside our allotments was the muddiest i’d seen it in forty years.
I dislike snow when its hardpacked on pavements. Great care is needed not to make sudden moves. “Walk like a penguin” in case of a fall. That was my experience today when i fell on my backside near the Wincheap roundabout in Canterbury.
After that my walk through Toddlers Cove and Westgate Gardens was lovely. One of my sons once said “its like walking on a Christmas cake” Mallards ,pigeons, magpie, a herring gull. Walking through the city was difficult, combining Covid awareness with ice safety. I safely visited Wholefood for bread, and Wilko for lightbulbs. The main purpose of my walk was to collect medicines from Boots. I’d left the prescription at home. A senior moment.
Enjoyed espresso from the Don Juan cafe in Dane John Gardens where children were sledging down the city wall.
Snow: enjoy it if you can but stay safe.
February 9th 2021
Rambling Brummie 