The difference? The street had been plowed yesterday; the sidewalk lay buried somewhere below 2+ feet of powdered snow.
The result? I took about three steps, boots sinking in the snow up to my knees, then promptly fell face first into the snow. It was sort of a slow-motion tumble -- nothing hurt except my pride. I'm sure any neighbors watching from their windows were saying something like, "Honey, come quick, them stumblin', bumblin' Californy bozos are at it agin!"
In any case, after getting up and brushing off most of the snow, I shot the following short (*) video from the mailbox out on the loop.
(*) As some of you already know, when it comes to my writing, videos and story-telling, "short" is a relative term :*)
Boz
2 comments:
Check your contrast settings on the video camera. All I can see is white! :-)
Rich says this brings back fond memories of living in NY and Long Island. His tips (not nearly as good as Minnesota, no doubt): back the car into the garage, and 2 simple words: snow blower.
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