Sunday, December 18, 2016
Sunday Reflection: The Deep Cold
The deep cold is here in Minnesota. Last night it got down to -25 degrees, cold enough that the house creaks and the animals burrow into the snow. The rink is up down at Arden Park by the creek, and there is ice on the river thick enough to ski over.
That cold brings a brilliant stillness. It heightens the senses; when I walk on the snow I hear and feel it beneath me. The sky is thick with stars.
This year is ending. It has been a strange one, too, lacking the crispness and clarity of cold cold air. But there will be another one. I look forward to that.