One hundred and fourteen years the meteorologists say. That's how far back we need to go for a winter this cold. To anyone living under more temperate skies, this fixation on weather may seem borderline obsessive—but in this country of extremes, it's a constant reality with physical impacts.
This morning, spring is finally here. Timid but still...
It'll take a while for the ice and snow to melt but we can already hear that soft gurgling in the air as the sun bears down. It's going to get colder again, before it gets warmer...Again; I know this.
But in this quiet moment, as I walk around witnessing the change... Nothing can get me down.