linuspiknik

Yesterday was a cold day, but last night was even colder! 16,9 degrees cold outside last night. and 13,6 degrees warm inside! and today I'm trying too fire this place up with all of my might! the house is wood-fired, and the wood is a bit wet, since it was covered in snow yesterday when I brought it inside! so I bet you can guess how hard it was to fire this place up yesterday when the wood was literally soaking wet from melted snow!

the water froze in the barn yesterday! I had no idea that there was a risk for stiff frozen pipes! even so I should have seen it comming though the water in the old milkroom has been a bit "slow" if I may say so! meaning that it takes about ten minutes before you even have any water comming! so last night and this morning I have been carrying water.......

and as we say in Sweden "är huvudet dumt får kroppen lida" meaning "if the head is stupid the body gets to suffer!"

It's a bit funny though that a dry cold climate could be far more pleasant than a wet chilly day! such as a 16 degrees cold dry day is better than a wet 5 degrees warm day! it's pretty wierd, but since we have 16 degrees cold outside and 15 degreess warm inside, then maybe I ought to be outdorrs......

but instead of just complaining about this bitter cold, I wrote a poem about all the beautiful things with Swedish winter..... when we finally get to have a real winter, it mostly rains away.......

 

~~~~~Swedish winter~~~~~

a million stars are falling out of the sky
crashing on the ground just to melt and die
captured water soon to find release
if only we had some colder deggrees

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and the cold came to us in the night with frost
in this dark time where the daylight's lost
Cold glistening flakes fall to the ground
and the white treasure of the winter is found

~~~~>*<~~~~

in the blood red dawns of this winters' time
the trees are sparkling covered in rime
the fields in the morning are disguised in mist
beautiful as it is, it's so hard to resist

~~~~>*<~~~~

the whole landscape is bathing in the white snow
powder snow is dancing in the Nothern wind blow
the air is so cold as I breathe it into my chest
So bright in the nights, my world is at rest

~~~~>*<~~~~

I love the cold winter, I love the white snow
born of sweden it's a part of the world I know
No winter without snow, no Sweden without cold
here I enjoy being with the snow to behold

~~~~>*<~~~~

dark as things always are this time a year
in this part of the northern hemisphere where
I was born of sweden, the place I will remain
in the long, long wait for a summer rain

 

© Linus Piknik 091216