A Morning Walk on Snow

A beautiful morning walk to remember.

A weekend morning walk on snow made me feel very good today. I had fixed the alarm of my mobile on 8am to get me up. With the first alarm, unintentionally my hand pressed the ‘stop’ and I pulled the blanket on my face. Talking in my mind, “just 10 more minutes in bed, then out!” When I opened eyes again and checked the time, already one hour had passed. And its when I don’t believe most of the times, how did it go so fast? Its just five minutes that the 8am alarm rang! I have many such stories about getting up in the morning after late-night sleeps. Anyhow, when I pulled the curtain off my window, whitened roofs and roads flashed my eyes like a camera-click. All around was covered with beautiful white scenery. Then I thought to have a walk outside.

Its already ‘harsh cold’ here in UB. Though we already had our first winter snow a couple of weeks ago, but it whitened the surface just for some hours. From yesterday, I can say its the first full-fledge snowfall of this winter. And the other day I noticed smog in air is now getting thick and more polluted, as every winter in Ulaanbaatar. Any day when its snowing, the smog disappears sometimes, like today. Winter is dry and very harsh in Mongolia. But the good thing about a snowy day is that, its not windy and the cold is not very harsh.

The sky was overcast when I came out of the building. While walking on sideways, it was slippery and I was trying to avoid the traces of foots and walk on the soft and fluffy untouched surface beside bushes making a trace of my big winter-boots. Looking down ahead my steps, it felt like walking on a flat long ball of blossomed cotton ready for harvest. I had an extremely exciting feel of the crunch sound on fluffy snow with the crush of my each step. I always like this crunchy feel, but it also avoids my feet from slipping. It was like stepping on a fluffy ice-cream without a fear of slippery. A black puppy was having great fun, while running slowly making beautiful small round traces on the sideways. It was sniffing and I could clearly see the fog-like air coming out its nostrils. I was walking between the lines of small trees. Little snow on its branches looked like carefully put by someone. The footpath between tree lines in the middle of road beside Chinese Embassy was empty. I tried to step faster to keep in pace with the running puppy on the footpath, but soon it went off my eyes. The pine trees covered white with snow gave a beautiful look of Christmas coming. My hands tightly in pockets, I was thinking wish I could take such a walk every morning after a fight with my cell-phone alarm and the reluctance to get out of a warm bed.

Below are two shots of snow in UB, by my friend Soyolbolod.

View on the hill near Bogd Mountain.

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