Cloudless sky, brilliant day. Minimal snow, heavily glazed streets of ice. Snapping clarity to the air, to the lines of house, tree, car.
Weather makes things apparent. Car treads, heretofore unseen, are sharply preserved.
Where rubber hit the road, moisture was squeezed out, leaving dry pavement within tread marks. Long gone cars left their trail in falling rain that froze almost instantly.
On walkabout, these narrow ice free trails are the only way to navigate crackling sheets once known as streets. Switching from car, to truck tread, and back, I pick my way through the neighborhood, stopping in my driveway to admire the dizzying glare of noonday sun off the road.
The path I follow was crafted by freezing conditions. Those conditions make my journey dazzling but treacherous. The gift in the treachery is the preservation of a track I can follow.
Inclement weather makes things apparent – that which slows my way, also shows it.
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