In the evening, it's -20 degrees Celsius with a wind chill of -32. Columns of steam are rising from the grates in the gutters, and by the time I reach the library, one kilometre from my house, my thumbs are getting numb in my mittens. I make my way carefully back down the hill, stopping by the Village Green Park to see the moon cupping away from Jupiter. (The proper conjunction was last night, but it was overcast then.) Then I hurry home, try to avoid the ice patches under the film of snow. I still feel my foot glide forward from time to time, but keep my balance.
This is the song playing on my iPod, a collaboration between The Roches (sisters Maggie, Terre, and Suzzy - very American spellings, right?) and guitarist Robert Fripp who produced the record.
It's a song which makes daughters laugh, and mothers smile sadly.
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Oh - Jupiter - I wondered what that bright star was right next to the moon.
Sorry for the cold - but that's what you northerners get in return for the lovely Spring flowers.
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