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SNAPSHOT 26 [the crest of the snapshot year] the northern lights have been merrily playing the night sky this week and a man on the radio bemoans the fact that we've lost our ability to read them to fathom the message of each colour and the speed of their wiggling he claims winter would never surprise us if we could read that close encounter display of the awesome kind same with field-mice he adds the simple fact that they either make holes for the winter facing north or south in order it seems to tell us what kind of winter we may expect cold or warm and like the natural scientists i go tut-tut from my sickbed already forgetting my vow two days ago that i'd better pay heed to old wisdoms or as you say 'old wives' tales' when i bragged about not having been caught ill since leaving my job nine years ago and was promptly taken ill that same night árni ibsen 9:20 pm october 22 hafnarfjördur iceland