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Sunday, January 26, 2014

I've felt the coldness of my winter


I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go. I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But I know that I love you so

 Thank you Led Zeppelin (The Rain Song).


It is still winter, but the nude Icelandic ladies gave me a boost and hope for the spring. The beauty here is often stark when you are outside, but you must revel in it to really appreciate what comes later. One day it warmed up to a few degrees below freezing and a south wind blew in from the lake creating a hoarfrost. (as always, click on the pic for a larger view)




Here is what it looks like up close.



Even on the way to work I drive by the harbor in our little nearby town that looks like the north coast of somewhere in the northern hemisphere and that cold, bleak beauty shows itself. With a little wind it feels like someone sticking tiny needles in your exposed skin. Nudity seems like an absurd idea, even when you are running outside naked after a hot sauna. Cutting a hole in the ice to jump in seems like a death wish. Here is the harbor.





That seagull should have flown south months ago like most of the snowbirds. Of course, the seagull doesn't have something that I do. Even getting out of the car when I get home I catch a welcoming fragrance in the air. The vent is blowing warm oven air out into the cold evening and I walk in to find a welcome surprise.


Nothing like warm, homemade sourdough bread to warm your innards, and the cockles of your heart.



12 comments:

Pixel Peeper said...

I remember the "needles in your skin" sensations. But, sadly, nobody ever made sourdough bread for me.

Love the "blue mood" of the third and fourth photos!

Jono said...

PP, Playing with the white balance again. I think it adds to the feeling of cold.

Donna Banta said...

That sourdough looks amazing.

Mr. Charleston said...

Living good Juno. Nice shots.

Jono said...

Donna, It is delicious with just the right texture!

Mr.C., Thanks!

The Geezers said...

I admire your ability to continue to find poetry in our northern climate.

Me, I'm ready for Spring, I'm afraid.

Vagabonde said...

We did get some snow here in the metro Atlanta area – the first in 3 years – nobody could handle it but luckily it only lasted 3 days. It was a good time to use the oven though and I made brownies, not bread, but they were good, and it did warm the kitchen nicely. Your harbor pictures are lovely but soooo cold looking.

Missed Periods said...

There's not much fresh, warm sourdough can't do!

Jono said...

Geezers, it's my Icelandic heritage, but I need the warmth of the sun anytime now.

Vagabonde, I heard tell it was a conspiracy of fake gubmint snow. Sounds like you know haw to deal with it, though.

MP, it warms the cockles of my parts!

Agi Tater said...

I keep promising my husband I am going to find a good recipe for sourdough. It's our favorite. I've been looking at different ways to make starter on the internet?

Are you willing to share?

Jono said...

AT. The cooker says she would be happy to share. Where shall I send it?

Agi Tater said...

Wonderful!! You can send it to jenvan43@gmail.com

Thank you -- and my husband thanks you both also. : )