By worldsneed on Skatehive
I decided to take a walk in the WINTER today. After a whole day and night of non-stop snowfall, the sky finally cleared up around 1:00 p.m. The frost was getting stronger — somewhere between -9 and -11 °C — and my breath immediately turned into thick white steam. I decided that there was no point in sitting at home anymore, quickly got dressed, and went outside. My first impression was that the snow was already ankle-deep, and in some places even higher. My boots immediately got stuck, and with each step, the white mass piled up on top and on the sides, sticking to my shoelaces. In two minutes, all my shoes turned into white “valenki” — the snow clung tightly to the leather, froze at the seams, and crunched with every movement. I walked slowly, enjoying this characteristic sound: crunch... crunch... crunch... It was like walking on dry sugar sand, only very cold. I went to a local river — small, winding, with wide reeds on both sides. In summer, this place looks normal, even a little o