Frozen and Simmering
Jan 17th, 2009 by Marilyn
So cold.
It’s a blinding white glimpse of the obvious to say it’s cold, but there it is.
Cold never used to trouble me – and in fact I still adore winter, and before that fall, and rank Kansas summer heat just above root canal. But the fact remains that I am freezing. While walking Cleo yesterday – she loves it, both obvious and oblivious – the world could see only my nose. Encased in two tanks, a thick sweater, tights under jeans, red scarf, big coat, gloves, jammed-down hat and sunglasses, I found myself in a mummified winter state, not altogether unpleasant, an insulated place unlocked by parkas.
Cleo has seen three winters now, but is still deliriously newborn come January, amazed at her paws disappearing in white. As she romped around and we circled the quiet chill of the park, a lovely mental heater kicked in. Thinking other thoughts, answering your own questions, replaying scenes from a good day, a bad year – anything but it’s so cold. That engine is your own pot on the stove, and it lets you kick snow like coconut, forget why you came and believe, with warm conviction, that you don’t mind being there at all.
* Here’s a question – hey Marilyn, where’s the food? I’m getting sick of all this yammer.
Well my honest friends, I defrosted my fingers over many a delicious bite this week, and they’re all coming your way in the next. Stay tuned, and stay warm.
I would be dressed as you should I venture out in the cold… alas, it’s not as cold where I am. It’s all relative though, I still get cold when the temperature dips below 60 here in AZ.
Beautiful picture…
Snow-cone Cleo, so cute.
Cleo’s cute as ever.
It’s so cold here, I don’t want to go out. That said, a 3-day weekend stuck in the house is a recipe for an instant argument. When we get cabin fever we bicker. Fun. Fun.
Tell me about it…it was -11 here this morning when we dropped my daughter off for a ski meet . That’s dedication. I’ve barely moved from the fireplace, except to make cookies.
Cleo is adorable. My dog adores the snow too.
Stay warm!
oh,Cleo…so cute…love the title,Marilyn!
Let me smooch that sugary pooch!
I didn’t mind the yammering one bit. Once again, you provided with some lovely pix, and some even lovelier writing.
Each year I find it more and more difficult to achieve optimal body temperature. What’s up with that? Also, with each year, I find myself talking about the weather more and more. I’m becoming my grandfather.
I with you on Kansas summers. I need a summer home in the mountains. Although this past summer wasn’t bad. I remember it being quite pleasant over the 4th of July.
it’s in the 20s here, but we’ve got no snow. i would love snow! …but i hate cold!