I woke this morning to -19F…actual, not wind chill and, no, I am not posting from Bali but from a detour to the North Country. The first reach from beneathe the electric blanket was for long underwear and down booties followed by coffee and a heavy wool blanket….doubled.
The view, however…..THE VIEW!! The mists rise from the hypothermia-temp lake and hit the frigid air, creating an ethereal and breathtaking vista. It’s impossible to capture from my window; nonetheless I try. Multiply my attempt by 20 to imagine the scope.
I seized the opportunity of 27 degrees for a silent hike along stunning rivers as well as Lake Superior just before the deep freeze blew in on gales of howling wind.
I still enjoy great ethnic food in spite of no restaurants for miles….I just create it myself.
May wonderful doors to happiness, opportunity and love open to all of you in 2015 … and I hope each is splashed with vibrant color!