The weather's shifting now, clattering in occasional ice pellets on the panes, and the houses across the street go dark as night falls deeper. Time for sleep, just once this song finishes one more time. My secret so small, I forget it's there.
03 February 2011
lay low in the snow
The snow is just warm enough to slide down the window in lazy ribbons, accumulating in fractals along the lower sill, and my trustily unreliable streetlamp winks and flickers as always. The air is unusually still, so the snow billows beneath the illumination in ways remembered from childhood. Across the street one tiny tree on a doorstep still twinkles with ice-blue fairy lights, left from Christmas a little longer than the rest, and inside, my feet steaming gently on the radiator, the solitude of a single song repeated.
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what is cucumber time?
It's a special icelandic phrase for a time when nothing of interest is going on, so the newspapers turn to reporting on the size or quality of the vegetable crops.
or perhaps to the way snow slides down a windowpane
That time after Christmas's gone, before says start getting significantly longer... It must be pure magic. All that "nothing to do-ness" after work and before sleeping, other than going to the pool and doing some shopping...
xx
Maria: maybe as a visitor there's lots of nothing-to-do-ness but I've found that there are plenty of errands, exercise programs, classes, meetings, and grocery shopping trips to fill those hours after work and before sleep :)
That's what I hear, that there's always something to do in Reykjavík. But for someone like me, with health problems that keep me "locked" a lot of the time, it's difficult to think of spending the afternoons/evenings out in a cold place like that, as I can't go indoors much due to the chemicals in the air (Multiple Chemical Sensitivities).
I think I'd spend the days taking photos of the changing light of the day outside my garden and little else!
I'd love to spend some time in Reykjavík in winter, just to feel for myself what it's like. Not just days but, some weeks, a couple of months. I'd love to, but it's impossible right now. Sometime soon I will...
xx
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