This is a beach not far from home, and the photos were taken at about noon. Can't you just hear the malevolent whistle of the wind, and feel the icy miniature snowballs like needles on your exposed skin? For all of you in warmer climes, I just wanted to let you know how lucky you are. You may miss home, but this kind of seeping cold that makes your jaw ache, your eyes tear and then freeze, your fingers feel numb and then on fire--it's not so romantic when you're in it.
Saturday, February 17
S.A.D., Anyone?
This is a beach not far from home, and the photos were taken at about noon. Can't you just hear the malevolent whistle of the wind, and feel the icy miniature snowballs like needles on your exposed skin? For all of you in warmer climes, I just wanted to let you know how lucky you are. You may miss home, but this kind of seeping cold that makes your jaw ache, your eyes tear and then freeze, your fingers feel numb and then on fire--it's not so romantic when you're in it.
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S.A.D Dad--that's me. Not really, but even rainy little Kauai seems pretty appealing just now. Remember the constant wet? Good thing that wasn't snow. Do the Hawaiians have forty words to describe snow, or is that Eskimos? I have one. ****!
DaDad
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