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Cold! Today is bitterly cold. Yesterday was bitterly cold and windy. I confess to fretting a bit about Attila yesterday, since he was spending his hours exposed to the elements. He arrived home safe and sound. I do not ask how, for it is enough that he does it. The temperature inside the house is the same as it has been all winter. Although the air temperature is comfortable, one has to but touch a solid object, such as the floor, or a chair, to feel the warmth extracted from one’s flesh. I find myself adding layers of clothing throughout the day. By the time evening arrives; I have been reduced to huddling beneath a blanket, while I sit to read or watch the television. When this sort of cold grips the house, Attila and I sleep peacefully and soundly. It is a wonder, since below our bed lies the cold cellar, which is very cold indeed. In the winter, the floor in our bedroom is chilled enough to encourage a swift passage into the sheets. Once there, however, our ancient "eiderdown" keeps us toasty and warm, until it is time to brave the passage into morning. The "eiderdown" is not an authentic one. It is not made of goose down, but is constructed of synthetic fabrics and batting. It has served the cause of a good night’s sleep for over twenty-five years. I expect it will see me out to the end of my days. Terra’s twentieth birthday has come and gone. She and Lares dropped by to say hello, affording me the opportunity to present her with a wrapped gift. She had already received the birthday card we sent, in the mail. Luna’s birthday was before Christmas and I just got her gift to her last week; her birthday card had arrived on time though. There is one more winter celebration coming up, my birthday, after which my attention turns to the advent of spring. I visited Ellen today. We are still reading "A Christmas Carol", by Charles Dickens. It is a slow process, reading a story. As the story progresses, Ellen finds memories percolating to the surface. She generously shares these gems of experience. I enjoy seeing the world as it was through her eyes. We are a good match, Ellen and I. Sadness follows me for a time, after each visit. Ellen and I have such a good time. I do not close my eyes or my heart though, to the longing I see in the the eyes of some of the residents around us. It must be very difficult to have no one to visit with, no one to have long chats with, and no one to listen. We all need to be special to someone. |
RECIPES :: Cast Worldly Distractions  Doodling By the Easy Chair Devices & Desires by P. D. James Airwaves Vivaldi: Concerti Per Mandolini I Solisti Veneti Claudio Scimone On the Screen The Fellowship of the Ring The Appendices Part One: From Book To VisionWhat fun! Weather 15:14 EST Temp: -17`C Humidity: 50% Wind: N 6 km/h Barometric: 102.2 kPa Sunrise 7:53 AM EST Sunset 5:14 PM EST |
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