Our little corner of the world has been so cold these past few days! Obviously, it's winter, so it's going to be cold, but this is almost science fiction cold.
The winter just makes you want to sleep all the time: Darkness falls at around 4:30 in the afternoon, and it's so freezing that you just want to wrap up in sweaters and flannel and pull on thick socks, wriggle under a blanket and blearily watch TV.
Despite the frigid temps, the winter nights have been so beautiful. There was a Blue Moon this past New Year's Eve, and I swear the moon stayed full up until two nights ago. The stars twinkled silvery-blue and bright, and that full icy moon shone between the skeletal bare tree branches. The scant grass was weighted down with frost, and it glittered like crushed diamonds.
I can't enjoy this frozen yet pretty winter landscape too long, though; even in a thick down coat and hat and gloves, I can't last outside longer than twenty-minutes.
Winter is as beautiful a season as any other, but it's a shame that it's often overlooked, or even loathed, by so many people.
Now, if I only had a fireplace...and a grand,old Victorian or antebellum house in which to put the big fireplace with the roaring, toasty fire...
