Sunday, January 3, 2010

Cold and Gray, Exceedingly Cold and Gray

The sound of the wind howling in the woods outside made me think of the coldest my imagination has ever been: Jack London, To Build a Fire.

"When it is seventy-five below zero, a man must not fail in his first attempt to build a fire --that is, if his feet are wet. If his feet are dry and he fails, he can run along the trail for half a mile and restore his circulation. But the circulation of wet and freezing feet cannot be restored by running when it is seventy-five below. No matter how fast he runs, the wet feet will freeze the harder."


Anonymous said...

Woof! Utterly frigid in Central Pennsylvania this morning. But in my garage, the rose stem cuttings that we're trying to root just pushed up a couple of sprouts. Think spring, Red Lion.

Anonymous said...

If it's spam, remove it. Might be helpful to post guidelines about the kinds of comments that are welcome. E.g., how to distinguish between winter comments and spring comments. This is not immediately apparent.