January 24, 1972 - The Frigid World Out There

Tonight I woke from my nap on the couch heavy with boredom loneliness and I took the pup outside for her last try before bed. I was refreshed revitalized by the frigid world out there. The sky is washed & absolutely clean - enamelled black & bright with distant lights - the wind whirled madly about in insane patterns sculpting the 5" of new fallen snow into lovely shapes & patterns, my old half elm creaked & groaned in winter's hand - it was a world to be avoided and yet not to be missed.