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November 17, 2005
In Delight of Winter or Master Lloyd Sleeps on the Deck
Winter has returned to the St. Louis area, and this time with a bit more earnestness. Its first appearance about a month or so ago was merely a flirtation, a day and a half of promises of sweater and hat weather and then it was off again. In truth, even though I like the progression of seasons and the arrival of the cold, some of the days since the cold went away for a wee vacation have been glorious, with the temperature in the seventies, the sky a keen blue, and the trees ablaze. Last Wednesday, blustery winds blew most of the leaves down, and that day was a wonder too, with leaves dancing wild reels--playing frenetic, final games of chase before they lay down together in bunches, silent and still, to return to brownness and the earth.
One of the many things that I like about my roomie Lloyd is that we share many aesthetic sensibilities and excitements. On that day a month ago, Lloyd was so excited about the cold that he pulled out his sleeping bag and pad and other accoutrements and headed for the deck for a winter campout. This is how I found him the following morning, well rested and happy.
To know Lloyd better, come visit on Interdrive and have a chat over tea (my perference) or whisky (Lloyd's preference). Until then, visit with Lloyd at his new blog, already thoughtful and engaging with content, soon to be wonderous and engaing with his photography. What is his blog about? The subtitle says it all.
Pure Northerness | By jackdas | 4:29 PM
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Fantastic, thanks for the honorable mention. It was a glorious night! :)
Posted by: LJ at November 17, 2005 11:15 PM
Ah, you winter people. I'll never understand you. It's only November and I've already been so cold that my innards chattered like skeleton's teeth. Sure, it has it's possibilities. Flannel pajamas, cocoa, new sweaters, cool boots, movie night hunkered down under a quilt with a snuggly companion. But even that entails an initial trip to get Chinese take out or something, in the pitch black darkness of 6:00 pm. The car only gets warm once you've gotten home from Old St. Louis Chop Suey. Then you go inside and catch a glimpse of yourself in the hall mirror, red runny nose and hat hair. You thought you looked pretty good an hour ago? I can appreciate winter. Like most midwesterners I too have said to friends from the south and west, "...but we have four distinct seasons!" I just wish Jack Frost's reign was much more brief. So you snowmen enjoy your ice skating and all that. Sorry for the buzzkill, but I'll be grinning and bearing it until April!
Posted by: Nancy at November 18, 2005 3:00 PM
Nancy, in your post you actually are a pretty good apologist for winter with your list of the pleasures it affords. There are others for the more hard core, like taking walks on icy cold nights when the stars are firey intense balls of light. Us winter lovers don't relish the bother of cold and the hat head, but, hey, it is the price one pays.
Posted by: Neil at November 18, 2005 3:54 PM
