Snow Graveyard

I went for a long and comtemplative walk along the mighty Bow this eve. I walked, talked to myself, wondered about my future, attempted to find reasons for things in my life, watched fog roll in over downtown from afar, and sat across the river from a Snow Graveyard. I walked down one side of the river and then crossed to the other. I had heard this loud and rather unfortunate noise from yonder and as I walked I got closer and realized that the noise was from the tailgates of dumptrucks emptying their cargo of snow into a large unused area. This was fasinating to watch as the trucks kept on comming and dumping their snow. Later I walked by a grater who was making a pile of snow by the edge of the road so that a large snowblower type apparatius could load it into trucks to be driven to the graveyard. Anyways, the walk was quite an excellent experience and I would recomend it to anyone. I am currently in the middle of a bowl of tomato soup and I should get back to it before it gets cold. Enjoy your day.