Journey of Words

Tag: Winter

  • On Time

    Evening light returns fills the gaps between trees branches unfurl leaves ~ n.b. There was still light in the sky after 17:30h on Monday evening. Everyday we move forward a little more. ~ CLP 01/03/2021 →

  • L3 (Day 54): In The Cold

    The shift from yesterday’s promising warmth of sunshine to this fog threatening existence was brutal. No wind as such, but bitter cold, bitter. The numbering of days in this lockdown is moving on so fast. Best not to look back to what has been left behind, or left undone, but to look ahead, to plot →

  • L3 (Day 49): In Shorts

    Seventeen degrees Out to the broad. Quick cup of tea Sunshine on me knees. ~ n.b. The warmth held until around 5 p.m. despite a strong breeze. See the striations in the late afternoon sky. A lot of wind for weather forecasters to talk about today: they talk a lot about the wind. ~ CLP →

  • L3 (Day 47.5): Norwich

    I was shocked and somewhat disappointed to learn that my neighbour, in the apartment below, has only had his heating on for a total of two days this whole and quite cold winter! How selfish can you get? No wonder it’s been chilly up here. I was relying on the tight-fisted so-and-so to keep me →

  • L3 (Day 36) On Ice

    The lake is frozen. If you’re looking for easy metaphors, use this ~ n.b. Nice of nature to get on board with the program at last. Now everyone around here knows what we homo sapiens are experiencing. ~ CLP 11/02/2021 →

  • L3 (Day 35): On Heat

    When its this cold the sky burns shades the late afternoon pink sends clear warning to shepherds ~ CLP 10/02/2021 →

  • L3 (Day 34) Carrow Bridge

    Bemused pigeons and gulls chase lifting snowflakes above the Wensum not being au fait with weather maybe thinking things that fly up contain protein not just ice or were they playing as school children might flapping around with mouths wide trying to catch ice crystals on waggly tongues having heard that each flake is unique →

  • Snow Globe

    That beastly howling stopped and let the snow flakes fall up as well as down ~ CLP 08/02/2021 →

  • L3 (Day 33) Under a Cloud

    We all waited plans drafted for when the snow fell. It waited too light dustings wafted in the east by north east wind. It spent the day circling the huddled city until dark then fell. ~ CLP 07/02/2021 →

  • On Frosted Ground

    Deep howl of winter trees low like birthing cattle flakes of frozen tears ~ CLP 07/02/2021 →