Winter Lights

Self portrait on one of those cold days in Alaska

The winter! the brightness that blinds you, 
   The white land locked tight as a drum, 
The cold fear that follows and finds you, 
   The silence that bludgeons you dumb. 
The snows that are older than history, 
   The woods where the weird shadows slant; 
The stillness, the moonlight, the mystery, 
   I’ve bade ’em good-by— but I can’t. - Robert Service

Wednesday Thoughts

    Winters in Alaska are long, cold but absolutely beautiful. It struck me the other day how much I miss seeing that light, the light that comes with the cold. There is a special light of the sky, its sunsets and sunrises and midday glow which you only see when the temperatures drop below -20F. It's out of this world. 


    Have you experienced that light and the cold? What do you think?