Brrrr! It's cold out there. (said very quietly) Cold is a funny thing. Well, not very funny, but quirky. Last week we were out in Alberta where the temperatures were much colder than they are here. We didn't actually feel very cold, though. There was no wind (that helps a lot), but the real difference is the humidity. There, it's dry. Here, it's humid. Humid cold seems to go right to the marrow.
All that to say that I walked to the shopping centre this morning. It took me awhile to get going because I could see what the thermometer said. I put on an extra sweater, my heaviest coat, the hat my daughter crocheted me for Christmas, fleece gloves, and away I went. Proof of the cold is above - the ducks are standing on ice. I stood and watched them for awhile. They skidded and slid. Landing, they wobbled and their webbed feet occasionally went in opposite directions. Very entertaining.
Going to the store was colder than the homeward trip. The first faced into the wind and the second pushed me home.
I like a good salad for lunch. Soup and salad, or just salad. Today was just salad. It satisfies my need for crunch.
On the way home through the Rockies last week, we stopped in Canmore for lunch, at the CrazyWeed Restaurant. Most people probably assume that Crazy Weed refers to that plant smoked by many people and recently legalized in the state of Washington. However, Crazyweed, written as one word, turns up very different hits in the search engine. Whatever the name, we each ordered a salad. I had the Thai Coconut Chicken Salad. Wonderful, fresh, flavourful. The dressing was a Soy Lime Vinaigrette. I tried reproducing it today. Without success. More lime, less soy, I think. I'll try again when this is finished.
Cold. Salad. Lunch. Crazyweed. I think it's time for some tea. How's your day going?