When I woke yesterday morning, the temperature outside my house stood
at -16 degrees Fahrenheit.
Put in perspective, that’s 96 degrees colder than the beach
weather I experienced at Grand Cayman only two weeks ago.
If you step outside during such sub-zero temperatures, you will
find the world dramatically altered.
Packed snow under your feet squeaks and squeals with each step you take. The air feels as though it’s burning against
your face. Every breath you take is
marked by a white cloud. Sounds become
sharper, quicker. The trees, and all
things mechanical, become unreasonably stiff.
Yesterday morning, even inside my house, I could “feel” the cold trying
to grasp at me as I neared windows or stood at my glass door looking out. My 20 pounds of cat, feeling the same thing,
avoided nearing the door. “Well, buddy,”
I said to him when we met in the kitchen, “we might as well spend a bit of quality
time together on the sofa.”
Here is another thing: sub-zero temperatures have a kind of weight
to them.
As I sat on my sofa with the cat, that weight pressed down on my
house. My house responded to this weight
by regularly cracking its knuckles.
This morning, the temperature is -6 degrees Fahrenheit. Ten degrees makes a lot of difference. The weight has been eased from my house. The cold is not grasping at me. I even managed to throw my cat out onto my
deck for 92 seconds.
Not exactly a spring thaw, but I will happily take what I can get.
—Mitchell Hegman
Even in Hawaii it's cold and most homes here don't have heaters unlike mainland houses.
ReplyDeleteThere is no making it without heaters here.
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