Days like this, when it's colder than Siberia, colder than Antarctica, we may ask ourselves, why do I live here? Days like this ARE why we live here. Life is clear, pure, essential--shelter, food, heat, light, color, wind, water. Frivolous things are stripped away.
This is the closest any of us will come to life on another planet. Here are some photos from the Chicago Tribune.
There are no tracks in the snow, no pathways. This world is alien, and we are the first explorers. The sun on the snow is dazzling. The sky is infinite, cloudless blue.
The laws governing this new world are different.
Motorized vehicles don't function in familiar ways. Trains are a rainbow of alerts and delays. Flights are cancelled. Fires are surreal.
Metal things are less resilient. Anything metal carries a burning chill. It is dangerous to touch without protection.
Water, too behaves differently. Most of it is frozen, or will freeze in the subzero air. A fall on ice can shatter bones. Ice that cools drinks on a summer day can kill us, here and now.
We become aware that we, too, are mostly water. Scarves are encrusted with ice from warm breath in cold air.
We are warm-blooded beings--fragile, yet resourceful. We are capable of kindness, sharing and love.
We have environmental outfits. We have public transportation. There is beer, and pizza. We have internet.
Yes, it is possible to live here!
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