November 24, 2008

• Brrrr

  It’s amazing what a difference a week makes.  Just before I went to Cambridge, the trees were hanging gamely onto their leaves.  Admittedly, most of the leaves had gone yellow, or brown, or somewhere in the middle, but they were still attached.  They had weathered the Great Snow of October, and looked really rather settled in. Yesterday, the cherry tree in the garden had three leaves.  Today, none.  The trees in the street were lacking leaves.  The park is a little more sheltered, so had a few more leaves, but, really, not quite enough.

  It is winter.  It is cold, it is wet, it veers between grey and depressing and brightly sunny but even colder.  There is something about sunshine on a winter’s day that makes the air feel even thinner, and disinclines the soul from going outside.  Actually, there’s something about having to have the lights on as one is getting up, despite the fact that the sun has risen, that disinclines the soul from going outside.  I am well wrapped up with my Indian shawl when outside (from Gujerat.  You can’t get them anywhere, you know….), and multiple layers inside.  I am a peculiar sort who prefers layers to heating.

  All in all, it is weather to hide inside, with plenty of blankets, some knitting (of which I have far too much to choose) and hot chocolate (mmmmmmmmmmm) or mulled wine (for a more festive feel).

  I begin to wonder if it will ever be spring…  I am wearing thermal socks, the aircon is off, and I am frozen.

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