Blowing & Drifting

Not a town in the Yukon, but rather the result of today's commutes to and from work. It was rather cold. My brakes were pretty hard to squeeze, my tiretreads iced up within a minute or two of starting each trip, one contact lens froze on the way home, and the half-inch of slushy glop on the way home made the roads into one big lateral slip-'n'-slide. The tailgating cars and SUVs were no help in making good speed, either. Uff-da.