2007/12/19

Wind chill? What wind chill?



Winter pre-dawn runs are great! The crunch of hard packed snow, steamy silver streams of breath floating past the Petzl light, chimney smoke from far flung farmhouses of early risers who also turn on Christmas lights, an occasional truck or schoolbus on duty before daylight. I can feel the planet.


Returning to the warm kitchen, a welcoming nook, a smell of coffee, a place to thaw.

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