
The wind had died down yet the temperatures had dropped. Wrapped in her down-filled coat, fleece cagoule and studs clipped on her wool lined boots, she took her time walking from the Métro. Walking through the fresh fallen snow, felt like trudging through bushels of icing sugar…fluffy and white. She felt like a child again, kicking that fluff up and watching the weightless fluff spill over her boots.

Soft patches of ice hidden beneath the snow caught a few night walkers by surprise as they slipped; their bodies wobbling like circus clowns, yet refused to give in to gravity. “Ah, they were so young and agile”, she thought. She was quite pleased she had extra insurance to stay grounded on her walk home.

winter kimono
baby powder soft
pine’s Sunday’s best
© Tournesol ’16/01/14
Your kimono so white and fresh for a winter day
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Thank you, yes, fresh and soft like silk.
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I love your turns of phrase in this one and the comparison to a baby powder
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It does feel like talcum power and sometimes if it’s a wee bit milder it feels like detergent…the fluffy white kind like the one we used to get in boxes.
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huh, you must have the powdery snow. Generally down here we get the wet heavy kind that’s not fun to shovel but occasionally we get the powdery type, which I like much better! 🙂
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The sticky stuff is when it is not cold enough…on the positive side, the sticky stuff makes great snowmen and amazing snowballs 😉
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Yes it does! Though it’s torture to shovel…
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Very heavy and careful bad on the back and strain on the heart.
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Yes I’m careful. I help my elderly neighbors with their spaces for that reason
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You are such a gem, Melinda!
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thank you! 😀
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You’re welcome, kiddo!
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Your words gave the sensation of chill as well as the beauty of the snow.
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Well it is chilly only minus 15C but with the windchill (that almost knocked me over) it feels way colder. At least at night when I finish work, the wind has died down.
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love the tree in its ‘Sunday-best’
We have not seen any snow yet this winter. Those grips for soles look to be a good idea.
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They are since I am not as quick to avoid a fall. Since I returned to Montreal 6 years ago, I have fallen four times…now I have the grips and so far, so good:)
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