It has been snowing for weeks here in New England. Most of us are sick of it. We are impatiently waiting for The Great Thaw.
I do not like the cold (I have circulatory problems), but I am also tired of hating it. I wanted to remember what I like about the cold (because in August, cold is delicious).
The Sensual Catalog of Cold Delights
A cold beer after yard work
The first snow on my face
The spray of apple just behind my teeth as I bite down
Joyfully cold lips of my snow-flinging daughter on my heated cheek
The heavy, black sound of snowstorms at night (knowing we are safe and warm)
The brace of cold as I leave the shower in June
A cool washcloth on my feverish head
The slow slide of drops from the melting icicle
Dropping into the cool lake water
Chocolate chip mint ice cream
Winter beach, summer sky. Kristin Statser Emmett. 2015.
A very cold shower in mid-August
The moment between day clothes and pajamas
The shock to my skin when he pulls back the covers (and then blankets me with his body)
His tongue in my mouth, after the whiskey
His determined shoveling, to keep us safe
The soft, white cool of fans rippling air across our bodies
Ocean sand under my feet, playing tag with the waves
The feel of his cold hand under my shirt and how my nipples awaken
Pulling cold water into my mouth as I sweat and run
The one white snowflake on the red wool mitten