7F/-14C at dawn. The rifle-crack of a tree with ice in its heartwood. I peer like some ancient mummy through my layers of cloth.
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7F/-14C at dawn. The rifle-crack of a tree with ice in its heartwood. I peer like some ancient mummy through my layers of cloth.
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Same temps here….love “ice in its heartwood”….a familiar sound not heard very often around here. I’m glad it can occasionally still get this cold.
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It’s good news for trees battling insect invaders like the hemlock woolly adelgid – deep cold doesn’t wipe them out but can really cut down their numbers.
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How can anyone live in such cold????
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One gets used to it. I spent the first five years of my life much farther north, in the state of Maine, back when they regularly got many feet of snow each winter, so I have many happy childhood memories associated with bitter cold winter weather.
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It’s all relative, isn’t it? Here in the Australian sub-tropics I’m inclined to think that 20C is rather cool.
In many ways I enjoy reading of your very different environment – birds, creatures and plant life I’m unfamiliar with. Sometimes I Google them, sometimes I learn them just from what you say.
(But most of all I enjoy the poetry of your morning writings, which I read each day in my morning – currently hot and humid.)