Thursday, February 6, 2014
My Taste of Winter
It still amazes me how I can get on a plane on a pleasant sunny warm afternoon and feel sharp cold as I step off the plane onto the jet bridge a few hours later.
We have been having a mild sunny winter in Southern California and even though I’d heard about the weather in Chicago, it was still a shock to feel the sharp cold in person. It was also a surprise to have to climb over a pile of snow to get to the curb when I was dropped off.
I usually take my pull cart to the grocery store to pick up supplies. I figured the sidewalks would all be shoveled. Not exactly. And I didn’t consider the ridges of snow at every street corner. Let’s just say I had to lift the cart over the snow.
Then the snow came over the snow that was already on the ground. And all the sidewalks that were shoveled, weren’t anymore. It was pretty when it fell, that is if you didn’t have to go anywhere. I saw on TV that a commute that would normally take no more than a half an hour was now taking 88 minutes.
Today the sun was out, but the temperature dropped. Now the TV weather people are talking about dangerous wind chills and the actual temperature is hovering around zero. It’s been cozy and nice inside, but tonight I can feel cold air swirling around the living room.
It makes it easy to hover over my computer, working on finishing Knot Guilty. It’s set up in the center of the apartment where it’s sheltered from the blowing cold. A mug of hot green tea with strawberry bits adds a pleasant fragrance.
I feel for the residents of the city who have been dealing with this harsh weather for weeks and will have to deal with it after I leave.
More snow is due on Saturday and I hope it doesn’t mess up my flight. I am looking forward to doing the reverse of getting here. Watching a puff of my breath as the cold air blows in through the space between the sky bridge and plane as I get on and then feeling the damp air way above freezing when I step on that sky bridge in L.A..