CarrollBlog

Winter weather. Gravel in your shoe weather. Gravel strewn over ice to keep us safe. Invariably those small stones seem to find creative ways into your boots and shoes. And those big cold water drops that hit your head or neck from the snow melting off the roofs above. Yellow dog pee stains on the many islands of leftover snow everywhere. The sound of cars sliding over gravel as they slow to a stop at a traffic light. The metallic knocking of radiators as they expand and contract. The muffled *whump* of clumps of snow when they fall off a tree or roof and hit the ground. The smell of wet stone streets. The smell of damp wool. The lovely treasured smell of wood smoke. January weather.