From my frosty minus 18C (windchill min us 25), I fail on the empathy scale, Bill, but the passivity of constructions too) makes sense….
On Jan 7, 2015, at 8:14 AM, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Numbers of any sort get me confused
> and when Celsius and Fahrenheit are involved
> I get even more confused.
> Seattle Fog 45
> It has been so mild here that blossom is pink in some front gardens.
> Yesterday dog and I collided with walking seniors who were excited,
> pointing - See, the first daffodil. (just one)
> [Crocuses, may I ask?
> when do they blossom in England?
> The Streissguth Gardens, Capitol Hill, promise
> Winter Highlights:
> winter sweet
> Tomasinianus crocus
> ‘hundreds of thousands of early crocus’
> [One acre on a steep hillside.
> Access on foot via Blaine Steps:
> 293 steps skirt the garden and continue down to Eastlake.
> Watch for one of the famous Sears catalog ‘kit houses’
> popular in Seattle in the early 1900s.]
> On Jan 7, 2015, at 10:07 PM, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>> Bill Around 27 at night here as well F
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
>> Behalf Of Bill Wootton
>> Sent: 07 January 2015 10:10
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: Re: There is a price
>> We dream of ice and fridges, Pat. Overnight low tonight = 27.
>>> On 7 Jan 2015, at 7:29 pm, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]>
>>> Ha Bill this seems so far away here it is like living in a fridge
>>> -cheers P old and icy
>>> -----Original Message-----
>>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
>>> On Behalf Of Bill Wootton
>>> Sent: 06 January 2015 20:12
>>> To: [log in to unmask]
>>> Subject: There is a price
>>> There is a price
>>> You can avoid sun-sourced heat.
>>> Shut it out, the civilised way.
>>> Sit in air-conditioned rooms,
>>> in cooled car capsules,
>>> in shopping centres.
>>> And you appear to have won out.
>>> You do not sweat. You move
>>> with apparent impunity.
>>> Plants wilt outside but what
>>> do you care behind your window?
>>> Ha! How is your head
>>> the next day? Even though
>>> not a drop of alcohol has
>>> brushed your lips. Your limbs,
>>> your core, your chi, all sapped.
>>> You feel as if you have been run
>>> over by a truck. And you have.
>>> The temperature truck.
>>> Put those active
>>> plans on ice.
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