Glad To See MudPosted: December 5, 2013
About two weeks ago, on a Friday afternoon, snow started to fall. We weren’t sure it would stick, but it looked pretty as it fell. Well, it stuck. It was one of the worst snows we’ve seen since we’ve been here. It was nearly an inch deep. Not a foot, not a meter, an inch. However, because there is very little equipment for dealing with snow in our city, and even less experience, an inch of snow can cause a lot of chaos. I’ve never seen cars driving so slowly or so far apart as I did those few days right after the snow. There was a good reason for this. It was like driving on on of Minnesota’s frozen lakes, a solid sheet of packed snow and ice. I’ve never waited so long for a bus. I’ve never gone so long without riding my bike (I don’t like to ride in the snow and rain, I know that makes me a less committed biker, but I’m ok with that). It was a crazy few days. And a little more than a week after the snow started to fall, I must say that I was glad to see some mud on the sidewalk.
You see, that was an indication that the roads would soon be clear. The sidewalks would soon return to being made out of paving stones, rather than ice. And now, about a week after that first sight of mud, the sidewalks and streets are mostly clear and I’m riding my bike again.