Enjoying Brisk Weather

My sleep is far more satisfying when the outdoors temperatures are low. It’s wonderful to snuggle beneath a heavy quilt and listen to the HVAC purring through the house’s ductwork. Upon awakening, I linger a few minutes and savor the comfort yet also feel motivated to get up and begin the day.

During the early morning routine, I usually dress in a pair of blue jeans and a tee-shirt. One of my favorite sweatshirts completes the ensemble. I love jeans and sweatshirt weather. I’m rarely in a crabby mood in the late fall and winter partly because I can wear my favorite clothes.

It seems that the senses are more sensitive in the wintertime than in the summertime. The summer’s heat and humidity dull my brain and make me seek out shade and cool breezes. In the winter, I’m much more alert to the surroundings. Even the sky is less frequently hazy in the cold. I sometimes imagine I’m an astronaut while wearing a parka and bona fide mittens, not gloves, on the coldest of days. I reminisce how much fun it was to be a young boy playing away the afternoon in the cold with my pals.

While some folks daydream about spending the winter in the tropics, I sometimes watch videos about the fjords in Norway, the chilly northern Canadian provinces, and the icy “deserts” of Antarctica. These videos often prompt me to sip some hot coffee and lean into a heat pad for my lower back. Now you know one of my guilty pleasures.

“Cold! If the thermometer had been an inch longer we’d have frozen to death.”–Mark Twain

Whilst in the middle of an especially frigid snap, I wonder if the low temperature records will be exceeded. If not, I briefly feel disappointed. Extreme heat and cold bring out the statisticians in all of us. There is a feeling of accomplishment after coming in from such cold conditions. Even the instant crust that forms on eyeglasses upon arriving indoors triggers a grin.

I remove the mittens and my eyeglasses, then unzip the parka. The soothing warmth of the house rushes around me so that I can defrost. The sensations feel more complete than during the summer due to the extreme contrasts between cold and heat.

With cold weather come the real dangers of frostbite and hypothermia. Being mindful of these, one appreciates the gift of life more deeply. Besides that, I’ve suffered the effects of heatstroke in summertime which are highly unpleasant. This is why it is wise to dress appropriately for the weather. I relate to the old saying: “Winter is so much better than Summer, because you can always put on more clothes, but you can’t get more than naked.” Regardless, there are far more wardrobe options for cold weather than for hot weather.

Perhaps the most sublime part of winter is the dark, early morning following a snow storm. The enveloping, muffled silence is food for the soul.

Ciao


The Blue Jay of Happiness quotes Turkish novelist, playwright, and thinker, Mehmet Murat ildan. “In a very cold night, even houses want to have houses of their own to enter inside them and feel warm!”

About swabby429

An eclectic guy who likes to observe the world around him and comment about those observations.
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4 Responses to Enjoying Brisk Weather

  1. Winter is definitely better sleeping weather.

  2. chrisadella says:

    I find myself also enjoying a lot of these comforts.

  3. bloom|time says:

    This helped me overcome my seasonal crabbiness. I miss longer days and everything feels like more of a chore to me when I must bundle up. BUT now I will tune into my senses afresh and be alert for the hidden gifts of the cold.

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