Enga mellom fjella

The Lament

Maybe I should put music on? I love the quiet but I'm facing 4 days of it... at least more places are open these upcoming 4 days.

Lost in dreams yesterday. Went sea kayaking. Eg draumte om ei holder.

My neighbor Lavinia likes filberts (hazelnuts). I like them too. I should go looking for some.

The river frothed last night as spumes of wind-driven ice flew down the channels. Today? All is frozen.

My temp was 97.3 last night. Couldn't get warm. So I took a hot bath. It rose to 98.4. Then I went to bed.

me:

Lamenting a bit. In the Olden Days when Blogville was more than a ghost town, I blogged almost daily. And folks read my blogs! Now I'm lucky to get one comment per entry.

Not that my blogs are interesting anymore.

Still I blog and Scarlett still seems to be amused by my lists of 5. I try to read and comment on other people's blogs every time I add an entry myself (but only about 3, not over 10 like before).

Same in my personal life. People's lives go on. With me or without. I don't have any enemies at the moment and very little drama this past year. I'm still chatty but there seems to be a lack of connection.

So I lament. Partly it's the Dreary Season but today it's sunny blue skies, no clouds. The snow shimmers like diamonds and the river looks like frozen soap suds.

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