This sign is all over Ravenswood: “No Parking If More Than 2 Inches Of Snow.”
I find it amusing, because today the weather is mild and sunny, with a light wind moving through the air. The trains are full of girls in flip-flops and sundresses on their way to the “beach.” I can’t really imagine what more than 2 inches of snow looks like: Denver’s winter, at least the one I went through, rarely exceeded that.
This summer wind is so gentle, before and between the storms. Deceptively gentle. My parents, last night, told me that a family friend of ours spent a year in Chicago and, one day, was blown into the middle of oncoming traffic by the force of the winter winds. It sounds positively comic-book violent.