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Winter Closes In.

buy Gabapentin online uk I came back up to the mountains last night after a delightful few days in the city – though at the end I started to get haunted by the melancholy which sometimes tugs at me when confronted with city dwelling: I can tolerate the loneliness at the heart of my life as long as nature is everywhere around me, but take it away and the demons have their way with me.  But I got my share of civilized life, speaking at NYU, going to a wedding, seeing a movie, going to the Met, playing with other people’s children and having drinks with friends.

http://ashmann.uk/uncategorized/kernow-and-green-fingers When I returned to the cabin there was snow covering the ground.  The sky was clear and the air bitterly crisp.  Walking up the hill and peering into the woods I stopped – was that someone inside my house? – no, no it wasn’t.  Venus was so bright and so low on the horizon that I thought it was a light in my cabin.

This was but a fond hope.  This is the time of year when there are no tracks in the snow besides my own.  Even the animals weren’t going out in the cold, it was so shocking to the system.  In a month we will be used to it and resume our activities, but now it seems quite terrible.

Entering the cabin I found it was nineteen degrees on the inside.  It was something below ten outside.  I got the fire going, but it was a cold, windy night, and the cabin was hard to heat.  I got it up to sixty-five before it was time to go to sleep, but the first heating of the cabin is only air-deep, and it diffuses rapidly.  It was back down to thirty-six when I woke up in the morning and went off to work.  I didn’t bother putting my groceries away, as the air of the cabin is refrigerator enough at this time of year.  Even when I heat the place all I need to do is put my groceries on the floor, where it will be reliably cold.

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