It is winter.
Which is not a transitional season like autumn or spring. Winter is a destination season. The cellar of the year. A time when you bring into the basement what you've evaluated and sorted out during the heavy justice of fall. To preserve it and keep it safe from the cold.
Darkness dominates and we live muffled and huddled lives. And those of us who like winter, do so both because of and in spite of that.
I had a winter dream last night. In it I saw a lake, pure and clean and cold, sitting upon the heavens, the light shining right through the surface of the water. I watched it all from my cellar window.
3 comments:
Somehow, i tend to associate winter with Christmas...probably gets cold only around this time of the year in Bombay although there are different opinions about whether its really cold here.
TID - How cold is cold?
10 degrees C is enuff for me :)
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