I set off this morning with all good intentions. The sun was shining along with a gentle breeze, but I should have known better! Days like this can sometimes present challenges and this one was no exception.
I usually walk with one of my snowshoe poles to provide me with a bit of confidence. I am not particularly sure-footed in winter weather as a result of a brain injury after a life altering car accident three decades ago. Weird as this may sound, I always have a sense in snow and icy weather that I’m walking about a centimeter above whatever surface I’m walking on…and it is quite disconcerting.
Long story short, black ice! So after valiantly giving it my best effort, ‘home again, home again, jiggety jig’.
