Pectus gelidus
Friday, 9 February 2007 | 12:05
I feel as though I’m living in this ice house. This incessant cold is becoming rather depressing. One would not, at first glance, describe the landscape of the city as depressing – the thick blanket of white snow covering the roofs and sidewalks, the delicate patterns of frost lining the shop windows, the clear blue sky presiding over the urban bustle, the bright warm sun shining above… A picture-perfect scene? Not quite. The temperature has not risen above -21 for a few weeks (and with the windchill it’s been much, much colder), and these conditions will likely stay that way for some time yet. The sunshine, famous for lifting the moods of even the most despondent, is cursed these days. When I wake in the morning to see the sun rising, my heart sinks – for a sunny day is a cold day. I would dearly love to see some dull, sad, gray clouds rise above the city and hang there stubbornly for days. “Cold hands, warm heart” goes the saying. And what if the entire body is frozen, a mere mask of humanity? My inner glow is only so strong…








Had a lot of trouble understanding the pic at first: the light looks like the moon, and I was trying to form the image in my mind along that little tidbit.
Wonderful image. I want to be there.
Same for me on these bright, sunny, relentlessly hot provencal summer days
That’s when that blue sky seems so stupid to me. No lovely white wisp of a cloud to give it shape and poesy.Just blue, blue;blue, wherever the eyes look.And that silly sun, banging down on us from above. My heart then yearns for clouds, masses of them, huge, dark, rainfilled cumulus ready to quench my thirst and offer us the spectacular sight of their wrath, complete with thunder and flashes.Oh! the smell of the wet earth under the storm. And the sight of the roaring sea, frothing with the wind.
Hmm… Slawek, you want to be there? Aren’t we already there?
Elysabeth, we Winnipeggers tend to complain about the relentless heat too – though we don’t get that opportunity until July!
Il y a une citation pour cela… “Le Canada a deux saisons, l’hiver et le mois de juillet.”
Je ne me souviens pas de l’auteur!
We’ve got the weather, now we need the place.
Ah !! j’aime ta citation
C’est ainsi chaque année ? !!
. Je pense que je ne me serais jamais habituée à ça … et Moonbeam peut raler aprés le ciel toujours bleu , c’est quand même réconfortant de voir le soleil de temps en temps
Ici en Normandie c’est plutôt , gris, gris , gris
!! Mais c’est vrai qu’il n’y a pas assez de pluie dans le Midi et partout … c’est un autre problème . il faut prendre soin de la Planéte .. éconnomiser l’eau ..entre autres choses
Trés belles tes diapositives , et glaciales !