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So cold today and with a bone-penetratingly chilly wind. I could really think, out on my walk, that I was a lonely surviver of some ancient people, wandering across some ancient place that no one lived in anymore, and only the wind is left, making the trees creak and groan.

I can imagine forgetting every winter that there will be a spring, and thinking that I just have to go on in this cold, cold place, with its beauty that is only austere, austere, austere, like poetry that's too difficult--like trying to piece together a message from pieces of ice, that you can only see when someone comes along and melts the ice in your own heart with tears<--is what happens at the end of The Snow Queen


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Dec. 8th, 2006 02:30 pm (UTC)
I'm almost embarassed to tell you it's 58F and sunny here, not a cloud for miles.

What you will think is really crazy is, I would trade places with you (weather-wise) in a minute.

But I guess it's easy to pine for something (like weather) when you aren't currently experiencing it. ;)
Dec. 8th, 2006 02:45 pm (UTC)
And, how's this for perverse--I like being here and experiencing it, too, even the melancholy. In the midst of it, it can seem all... I don't know... meaningful somehow. Not profoundly so or anything, just--well, I can't put it into words. But at the end of The Snow Queen , when Kay is struggling with the bits of ice, it all seems very meaningful to him, too (I think)

Hmm... I don't think I'm making sense, though.

It must be a kind of nice time of year where you are now, though--the killing heat is gone, and so things must seem more full of life?
Dec. 8th, 2006 02:50 pm (UTC)
Here's perverse - I LOVE melancholy. And you just don't get enough of that in the sun-soaked desert. The closest thing to melancholy out here is...a deep unease, like the desert could swallow you up and leave your dessicated bones for the coyotes and pack rats. It's not quite as romantic as "melancholy." ;)

That's why I miss Flagstaff, with its mountains and low, moody clouds, and piles of snow in the winter. It's also why I miss "home," which is Tornado Alley. I always get homesick during spring and early summer, during tornado season.
Dec. 8th, 2006 02:55 pm (UTC)
You and I have so much in common that sometimes it makes me laugh :-D

Dec. 8th, 2006 02:58 pm (UTC)
Lol! I guess I should read "The Snow Queen" now, eh? C.S. Lewis, right?
Dec. 8th, 2006 03:11 pm (UTC)
Actually, The Snow Queen is by Hans Christian Andersen, and there's an e-text around somewhere (let's see...here we go: http://hca.gilead.org.il/snow_que.html). The language of that e-text is pretty quaint, but you'll get the idea. I had a great illustrated version of this when I was a kid, and for some reason it's really stuck with me.
Dec. 8th, 2006 07:22 pm (UTC)
Hey.. I read that one a looong time ago as a kid... Had the entire Hans Christian Andersen tales in a single huge book..Lost it sometime.. Thanks for the links..
Meanwhile, it snowed here again today..Lovely.. shall post some pics later :)
Dec. 8th, 2006 03:42 pm (UTC)
LOVELY post. You write very well....I can feel the weather!
Dec. 8th, 2006 03:46 pm (UTC)
**blushing** thank you.

And you're here experiencing it too, right? I hope the power and lights have been restored where you are...
Dec. 11th, 2006 12:16 am (UTC)
ha, yes, I have been here for nearly 20 hours now...but this part of St L has had no power outage...guess I strike out lucky sometimes!

DD (darling daughter) has had a virus on her laptop so everything is being re-installed....so I will probably get back on the net only tomorrow.
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Dec. 8th, 2006 05:05 pm (UTC)
tee-hee, look at that gray matter in there (eeeewwwww....)
Dec. 8th, 2006 09:28 pm (UTC)
sometimes i can so relate to the snow queen...i had a copy of the hca tales, a weird old, moldy book from my mom's friends' house in san francisco...they handed it over to me to enteratin myself one visit and well...it did leave an impression....
Dec. 9th, 2006 02:07 pm (UTC)
Mine was one that was done with dolls, like the way the TV "Rudolf the rednosed reindeer" special is. (It was Japanese, though I didn't know it.)

Later my sister got given a book with really pretty pictures that had HCA stories in it, but not the snow queen, because that one is so long.
Dec. 8th, 2006 10:53 pm (UTC)
Qualified Writer !!! Great post :)
Hmm..so it is cold 'samayam' there ;-)
Dec. 9th, 2006 02:05 pm (UTC)
extremely samayam!
Dec. 9th, 2006 07:22 am (UTC)
Dearest - you take me back (twice in one week, now!) to the New England winters I always associate with you. We were eleven, twelve, and bundled up - ice, snow on the trees and walking in the COLD. Tramping around woods, admiring beautiful things around us. You are so much the same person now as then with regard to Nature and appreciating it. You were as touchingly eloquent at eleven, my childhood recollection tells me, as you are now. XX C
Dec. 9th, 2006 02:03 pm (UTC)
I remember standing outdoors with you, outside the school, in winter! And walking to you house :-)

And I remember **you** as being as accomplished and knowledgeable, and full of interest in the whole wide world, at eleven and twelve as you surely are now! What a great livelihood (if tenuous...) you've found for yourself--one where you can be constantly surrounded by books and interesting people, AND provide them with a place to meet. It's great that you host all the events you do! Please do stay in business so I can visit one day. Steve is coming over in January--maybe I'll make him visit and take pictures :-)

Dec. 9th, 2006 02:29 pm (UTC)
Ah, you are too kind! I don't remember myself at all, at that age -- or rather, I can't imagine how I must have seemed.

I have pictures of the shop on a MySpace, in a funny sort of slide show thing, but do send Steve in January if it is convenient for him --we are seven minutes' walk from Waterloo station. Pictures here (cos I can't manage them in Livejournal yet).
Treadwell's Slide Show: http://profile.myspace.com/treadwells
Dec. 9th, 2006 03:23 pm (UTC)
Will go look--thanks!
Dec. 10th, 2006 05:50 am (UTC)
'I was a lonely surviver of some ancient people'...

I could so relate to that sense of wonder? fantasy?

On a more prosaic note...my first experience of 'bone penetrating' winters was at Norway 5 years ago, and I remember wondering about it...that the present Norwegians must be really hardy people, if their ancestors could have survived these kind of winters without modern conveniences...the weather is our friend a lot of the time in these tropical climes!
Dec. 10th, 2006 12:39 pm (UTC)
It's so true that depending on whether you're from a hot climate or a cold one--or an arid one or a wet one--your feelings about things like the summer, the sun, rain, etc. are so different! In a desert climate, the sun is a real enemy (or can be), whereas in a place like Norway, I imagine it must be such a longed-for friend. And in the northeastern U.S., rain is only ever pleasant, but if you live in a place like Indonesia or the Philippines, rain can be a real enemy, too.
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