The Consolation

Two mornings ago, sidewalks slick with ice, I made my two-mile, pre-work walk after a week and a half of rain, sleet and snow...which equals no morning walk.  Not another soul in sight except the striking older woman in a red coat boldly power-walking in the middle of Turrentine Street.  This is her technique, as I've seen her walking before.  I am not so willing to brave the middle of the street, preferring to keep to the sidewalks, with their frost and root upheaved chunks of concrete.  She and I smile and greet each other.  Maybe one day I will be her.

The upside this morning is that the sun is visibly coming up earlier.  Spring, soon?