Longing for warm waterFebruary 10, 2007
Our spell of cold weather continues. Day after day of lows near zero F and days barely in the lower 30s. I am cold. My feet are cold. I want to be outside. I want to be warm. After 27 years I am still a mediterranean at heart. I long to step outside and pick my own lemons and limes. to walk barefoot even in winter. On the solstice – right before my father died, I wheeled him outside to enjoy the sun’s last rays. He was a bit cold and we wrapped him in blankets – but for me – to see the sun slip below the plateau – and not have a bitter wind and freezing air temperatures was a moment of profound gratitude. I am grateful that we shared that sunset together. I am sad that our time together was so short. I wanted more.
PS The photo is from Gaia Josh. This is a beach near the international school where he is teaching math and science.