The temperature had reached a relatively balmy 39 degrees, on this 4th Wednesday of 2023, when I drove to Lucy Park to stretch my legs, which had become somewhat atrophied due to being snowbound for most of yesterday.
Snow fell all day long yesterday. The white stuff began sticking around 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
A little after 5 I decided to check the mailbox, and if it was not too slippery, then to drive to Walmart, which I did, without incident, except for big snowflakes slamming into the windshield.
As you can see, via the Lucy Park photo documentation, most of the snow has melted.
However, there were stretches of black ice on the paved trails.
I came upon a fellow walker who engaged me in conversation to warn about the black ice, because he had slipped and fallen on black ice on the Circle Trail running alongside the Wichita River.
The falling fellow told me he was 80 years old and had been walking daily for decades. He did not look 80 years old.
Excessive walking must be youthifying.
I was heavily insulated from the outer world chill today. Had on my fur lined sweatpants, and the blue gaiter some kind soul gifted me with at Christmas, worrying I had trouble keeping warm in the frigid Texas climate.
Here is photo documentation of the multi-layers of warmth providers, including the blue gaiter.
I look like I am prepared to rob a bank. After a couple miles I removed the gaiter. It was overheating me.
It is now a couple hours past noon. The clouds have mostly disappeared, with the return of mostly blue sky...
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