Snow days are great, especially when you still have to go into work.
Entering Jackson Square at the York Blvd entrance by the library: the wind is roaring so hard that it snatches away my breath.
Farmers' Market is still warm and colourful.
Leaving Jackson Square at King and James, the snow blats mercilessly against the doors.
It seems like there are more buses than cars groaning down the major streets.
Having foolishly gone to work in loafers, I decide to take the bus home. The Locke Bus is jam-packed with riders, and I'm looking for the Aberdeen. "Good luck with that," says the feisty, good-humoured driver, and I decide to take my chances on the Locke.
It takes 20 minutes just to get from King and James to Hunter and MacNab, but we're in capable hands. As riders disembark, they hollar thanks to the driver and Christmas wishes to the other riders.
(Aside: I should probably cross-post this to the
HSR Rider Appreciation Program thread.)
Locke Street is practically deserted, which is good because I can't find the sidewalks, let alone walk on them.
Residents try to clear a walking path along Herkimer west of Locke.
The residential streets sloping southward up from Aberdeen toward the Escarpment are buried, curbside cars wedged under a foot of snow.
All in all, an exhilarating trip!