Yesterday there was a storm brewing. The weather people have been beside themselves with glee. Not only was it the first storm, but it was a big one. Depending on the forecast it was up to 30 inches. They were talking feet of snow. Some famous person from the Weather Channel even came to town. It was going to be a snow event.
Originally the storm was supposed to start early in the day. By Tuesday evening they had moved it to afternoon. By yesterday it was late afternoon.
I decided that since the pony express was finally going to deliver my Christmas postcards I'd walk to the post office before the storm began. Then I could spend the storm addressing cards. Maybe, just maybe, they'd arrive before Christmas.
I've also been wanting to stop at the Holiday Mart at the Art Establishment on Broadway. It's a craft fair that runs from Thanksgiving to Christmas. But since I have no gifts to buy, it usually means I will end up buying something for me. This would give me an excuse to go.
I left the house and stopped at the car to get gloves, hat and scarf. It was freaking cold. I walked to the post office and there was a line, of course. It was finally my turn at the window and I asked for 30 postcard stamps. They only had SIX. Mailing crap is their only job and they only had six stamps. He even checked in the back. Bewildered, I bought the six and went on my way. I'll have to get more on Friday before work.
The next stop was at the market for bread and cream. No, I wasn't making storm French toast. I needed the cream for dinner — Fettuccine Alfredo. And since I was there I decided to get the bread. Then I went across the street to get Thai food for lunch. But they were take-out only because of Covid and I sure couldn't picnic at MLK park. Worse, I couldn't take it home.
At Fiot Avenue I saw what I think might be a new bus stop apparatus. As I reached in my pocket to grab my phone to take a picture I realized I didn't have it with me. It was a pole with a rectangular windowed box at eye level, I'm thinking for a bus schedule. And a door bell. Not sure what that is for. Maybe it turns on a light? Off the pole were two seats. Basically it was a lower case T. I'll walk down again, when there is no storm.
The final stop was The Art Establishment. I did really well on the first floor.I resisted a lot. But it turns out that my Achilles heel was in the basement. There was a vendor making stuff out of old silverware. She made pens. I am a pen whore. (Really,I need a 12-step program.) There was three. It took forever to pick one. You can see in the picture above that I went for the rectangular one. I am please that I did not leave with three.
It was about 1:45 as I headed up the hill the the snow began. It was so fine you could hardly see it.
Miles/Steps: 2
Weather: Low 30's.Windchill 26. Overcast, windy.
PPE Found: a lot. I am clueless to how many.I lost count. Broadway was a pig sty. I found six or seven masks on one block! And most blocks had four. Hell, there was a mask in the street in front of my house. I also found three gloves.
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