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Ice

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Footprints in yesterday’s mud, frozen stiff today.

“It’s really icy out today,” another volunteer told me one day recently.  It occurred to me that until this segment of my life, I didn’t even know that “icy” was a type of weather you could experience.  This morning, it was very icy out.  Coming out of my house, the paved courtyard was coated with a very thin, very slippery layer of ice.  I hope Sasha doesn’t try to go outside at all until it melts.  Walking to school was an adventure.  Absolutely everything is coated in a super-slippery layer of ice.  Ice on pavement, ice over yesterday’s snow. Ice over slush, ice over puddles. Under one tree, ice over a bunch of leaves.  Every surface underfoot is treacherous and slippery.

I passed teenaged guys walking carefully, heads down, concentrating on each step, and couples holding hands to keep each other from falling.  Numerous parents were walking their little ones to school, holding their hands, and pulling them up as they slipped.  I passed a group of 5 or 6 third graders laughing and slipping and falling and laughing some more.  A family group, Mom, Dad and little one were walking hand-in-hand.  The little one laughed and giggled as his feet slipped out from under him.  Mom laughed along while dad grimly steered the group to the least slippery areas. I have never been more thankful for my Yak Trax!

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Downtown Cahul is deserted, as a thick glassy super-slippery layer of ice covers every outdoor surface. (A friend of a friend posted this photo with the caption “Zombie Apocalypse”

 

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