Rowe - Where the air is clean, it's so quiet at night in the winter your ears hurt from listening so intently. The nights are completely dark except for the stars - millions of them. The smells are of nature, earthy, warm. The winters may be longer, the snow deeper, the house much colder but the trade is exhaust, the sound of cars, planes landing over your house and so much light pollution that you only see the major stars. I'll take Rowe any day and some day I will be there for good.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Too Cold for Anything
I didn't take a single photograph this weekend. I spent most of it tending a fire so the house was a little habitable. The temp hovered around 25 but the windchill was about 5 degrees. With the wind blowing like crazy you can't build a fire in the kitchen because a big gust of wind will blow the smoke and ash right into the room. LOVELY. So we dressed in long underwear and used the electric blankets on high. Not sure I want to be here in the winter at all. Ha! But the spring, summer and fall make it all worthwhile.
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