with a vision of the channel coast
Jan. 7th, 2009 09:57 pmI climbed. I suffered failures of courage, strength, endurance, and patience, but I climbed.
Sent nearly nothing.
We will speak no more about that, nor about the weather, which is making me repent of all the ill things I ever said about rain. (-2 Celsius with -6 windchill, freezing fog, and no snow to boot. This is cold enough to require the addition of wool jumper and scarf to one's attire. I haven't worn a wool jump that was not a uniform requirement since I was twelve.)
So sleepy now. Seriously. It is not right.
Sent nearly nothing.
We will speak no more about that, nor about the weather, which is making me repent of all the ill things I ever said about rain. (-2 Celsius with -6 windchill, freezing fog, and no snow to boot. This is cold enough to require the addition of wool jumper and scarf to one's attire. I haven't worn a wool jump that was not a uniform requirement since I was twelve.)
So sleepy now. Seriously. It is not right.