Wednesday – Midweek = “After the Storm” – Black and White Visions

Stormy Tuesday ~ My Neighbor shoveling after the storm – CKatt 2-22-22

On Monday the local newscasters’ predicted snow after 8:00 p.m. I checked outside – so far the snow had not appeared in Minneapolis MN. The next morning the snow was flying in high winds around the houses and in the street. My kind neighbor who clears the sidewalks for me was out shoveling at the bottom of my steps as I went out to take a photo or two. It was colder than I expected.

We talked for a while, in the shelter of my stairs, but the frigid air made me say, “It’s too cold.” He replied. “Yes, I’m getting cold! He moved off to finish his shoveling task, while I went inside and grabbed a scarf to wrap around my face. Next I grabbed one finger-less mitten for my right hand and my regular winter glove for my left hand.

Foolishly, I hadn’t checked the temps… Wrapped up, I stepped outside and snapped this picture quickly. Still determined to make it to the end of the block to take pix in the park I trudged past my neighbors house with little effort. My boots have great traction and I plowed onward in the snow which was flying around me and my every step. It was a slow slog with the icy patches covered by the snow. My phone was in my jacket pocket and I put my gloved hands into my pockets.

About two-thirds the way up the block my right fingers were getting colder even as my hand was balled up into the mitten in my pocket. The wind was at my back. With each step my mind was feeling how my boots were on uneven ground. Determined to make it to the edge of the park, I negotiated to the end of the sidewalk and the curbside that was buried in the snow; crossed the street and stepped up the curb. There I could see ahead of me were a few more feet of cautiously slow steps needed through the snow covered verge to reach an already ploughed sidewalk that surrounded the park.

The wind, the snow and my fogged up glasses conspired against me as I felt the full force of the cold wind coming up the street! I wanted to record the view and get the heck out of there! My right hand was telling me that it was too cold. (Yup, This was a mistake.) Stood there and tried to focus through the foggy glasses and the blowing snow. So the sploggy looking things are the falling snow on the camera lens. (I could barely see anything as I snapped the picture – a naturally black and white photo.)

Washburn Fair Oaks Park © CKatt 2-22-22

I turned North to go back across the verge and down the opposite side of my street. The full force of the weather woke me up. I was blasted by a below zero wind. My fogged glasses made it difficult to see. I dropped them down only briefly. Quickly pushed them back up against the searing cold. I had seen that part of the sidewalk was cleared ahead of me. With a sense of relief, I moved forward. The cleared path ended. At once I thought the heck with this and I walked into the center of the snow covered street, which I knew had no ice on it.

In short order, I was back inside. As I ran warm water from the faucet over my right hand to warm it up, momentarily my mind went back to the early days of living in Minneapolis. The weather was harsh then too. My memory flashed back to the time when I would take buses to get to school at the U and later as a substitute teacher. Some days, when I came home, I felt like a popsicle.

Pay attention: Check the temperature before you go out in the storm. Yup. I know better. Stay warm.

For those of you dear readers who are seeing signs of spring…Enjoy it!

My hand is fine. It’s blindingly sunny today and below zero Fahrenheit.

Thanks for stopping by my kitchen.

Have a good day wherever you may be.


About kunstkitchen

Visual artist and writer hunting words, languages, visions, and insight in my kitchen - connecting Art (Kunst) and culture and slow food cooking. Classically trained artist. Paint and draw with traditional materials. Live in the Northland where it's six months of winter. Appreciate the little things in life. Sharing food and art experiences and the lessons that my talented and generous friends have given me.
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5 Responses to Wednesday – Midweek = “After the Storm” – Black and White Visions

  1. mydangblog says:

    It may be frigid but it sure is pretty:-)

  2. Jan Swanson says:

    Pretty picture!

    On Wed, Feb 23, 2022 at 5:13 PM Kunstkitchen’s Blog wrote:

    > kunstkitchen posted: ” Stormy Tuesday ~ My Neighbor shoveling after the > storm – CKatt 2-22-22 On Monday the local newscasters’ predicted snow after > 8:00 p.m. I checked outside – so far the snow had not appeared in > Minneapolis MN. The next morning the snow was flying in high” >

  3. anne leueen says:

    Many years ago I spent some time during the winter in Winnipeg. The wind was brutal and the temperatures akin to the arctic. I remember wrapping a scarf around my lower face and wearing a woolly hat also a hood from my down filed coat that had a fake fur edging around my face. I would still get a feeling that someone had whacked an axe into my forehead in the wind. So I understand how you felt. Good to know you warmed up at home.

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