WHITE: Enjoy those small moments of magic

Before the dump of snow Monday night, a walk around the neighbourhood was the height of living.

Curling was once a safe winter pastime. File photo

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We’ve reached a point now in this battle against the COVID-19 pandemic that our options for doing, well, anything, are severely limited.

Remember those simpler times when meeting a friend for coffee was a thing? You know, two weeks ago? I’m also thinking back to when a curling bonspiel wasn’t one of the most dangerous things you could do with your spare time.

Before the dump of snow Monday night, a walk around the neighbourhood was the height of living.

You leave the house/apartment, hit the sidewalk out front, and ask “which way this time?”

It takes an extra layer and a scarf this time of year, but comfort is attainable. You can make it a sport by picking your spot on the sidewalk around puddles and over wet ice. It’s similar to steeplechase and curling mixed together. Will you get a booter or fall on your tooter? The suspense is palpable.

One of the biggest hazards in the walk around the blocks is oncoming pedestrians. It’s like an overly polite game of chicken each time.

“Oh, there’s another couple. We should cross the street. Oh wait, they’re crossing. We should wave.”

Even scarier is the potential of coming across a delightful puppers. Normally, this would be the highlight of the walk, but physical distancing rules dictate that you are not allowed to offer a chin, belly or hindquarters scritch. That look of canine rejection is tear-inducing.

Possibly more agonizing is when you come across a doge stuck in the house, its snout pressed against the glass.

“Hey, you’re out walking. I like walking! Can you let me come along! Hey, come back!”

Because there is no such thing as Sunday laundry anymore, people are actually doing it DURING THE WEEK. This provides an extra challenge to those walks, though.

Now, we can make a game of “Guess That Fabric Softener.”

“Oh, that’s definitely Fleecy Spring.”

“Hmmm, yes. That last one was Bounce regular.”

“Was that one just the remnants of Tide Pods? Are people still using pods?”

Another bonus in the neighbourhood quarantine stroll is the ability to discover the variety of architecture in your area.

“That is such a cool mid-century modern. I love the way they kept the original colour scheme.”

“They did a great job of modernizing that facade while maintaining the original character.”

“That was definitely built in the late ’80s.”

A runner-up in the social distancing stroll benefits list is encountering saliva-inducing home cooking.

If you’re out walking at around 4 p.m. you will maximize your chances of scented bliss.

“That has to be lasagna baking. Wow, I can almost taste the melting cheese.”

“Plenty of fresh garlic was harmed in the making of that dish. Yum.”

“Someone is slow-cooking a roast and using their breadmaker at the same time. That is just cruel.”

A note of caution: do not play this game if all you have in your cupboard is KD and Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

Get out and engage those senses, just remember to include “common” among them.