This morning when I got up, it was dead calm and zero degrees. Actually, a little below zero.
The top window over the sink was so frosty that I couldn’t even see outside. (Fortunately, the frost is on the outside storm window.)
And here is the view from the window by my desk.
With the wood furnace going, it’s a balmy 65°F inside. We might have to turn on the electric heat tonight as the temperature drops further.
The title of this post comes from one of my favorite documentaries, Alone in the Wilderness, in which one man, Dick Proenneke, filmed his experience of living by himself for one year in Alaska. (The documentary is narrated by Bob Swerer Jr.) During that year—1968—he used hand tools to build his own cabin as well as many other things he needed for daily living. Proenneke’s skill, ingenuity, and creativity are nothing short of astonishing.
Here is a short clip that gives a sense of this extraordinary documentary.
During his time in the wilderness, Proenneke recorded the temperature every morning, and often it was “Dead calm and zero degrees,” just as it was this morning in Maine.
A little brisk, as my Yankee husband would say in his understated way.