After some heavy snow on Wednesday, Thursday became a day of icy pavements and roads, slush, mud and damp and very careful anxious walking with small steps.
What joy then today to wake up today and find the rain had washed away the ice and snow and left behind just wet pavements so I could stride along through the park, past the duck ponds ( the ducks were looking much happier too- they really don't 'get' ice) down to my favourite cafe with no danger of a slip or a trip. I watched a little black poodle dressed in a purple dog jacket vainly racing after the crows who could scarcely be bothered to flap away up to the nearby trees where they watched him disdainfully.
I really appreciated my ability to stride along rhythmically looking around me rather than down at my feet. Sometimes it's good to have a lesson in appreciating the things you take for granted.