View From The Glen

Monday, January 10, 2011

The Nice Stuff

Have you noticed, said Erik to me, that Dad always does nice stuff for you and leaves the horrid stuff for himself? Like he always parks your car in the garage even though he's the one who gets up at 4:30 and has to scrape his car before he goes to work. AND he always brings you coffee. AND he's the one who has to get rid of dead mice and birds in the chimney, and other yucky stuff.

Yeah, I'd noticed.

Erik is taking a page out of his dad's book. He will ask me if he can get me a glass of wine on Friday night. He starts my car and warms it up for me every school day. He gets wood from the basement every morning and every evening, and is proud of having that job.

And I wonder, will he make some lucky girl a wonderful husband one of these days because of this? Or will he get to the point where he thinks Warm your own car up! Get your own wine! and be the exact opposite of the caring, loving, supportive guy he is growing into.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Eastern Wind

An Eastern Wind blows across the fields today.

The prevailing wind is West here in the Glen, and though that can be nasty and cold, it is nothing compared to that which comes from the East.

In summer a shift in wind means one thing: Get the laundry off the line and head indoors to watch the storm clouds roll in.

Fall and spring bring torrential rain too.

But it is in Winter that the East Wind really gets its bite. Thin, icy pellets of snow swoosh across the sky, relentless and unstoppable. A warm scarf barely helps at all, and to venture out without a coat is absolute madness.

"There's an East Wind coming, Watson"
"I think not, Holmes. It is very warm."
"Good old Watson. You are the one fixed point in a changing age. There is an East Wind coming all the same...it will be cold and bitter...and a good many of us will wither before its blast..."
                -Conan Doyle, Sherlcok Holmes, His Last Bow

And in Lord of the Rings, nothing from the East is good:
"In Minas Tirith," said Aragorn, "they endure the East Wind, but they do not ask it for tidings."

Even the bible weighs in: Joseph interprets Pharoah's dream (and I can't see Pharoah as anything other than Elvis a la the musical version of the story) as ears of corn being destroyed by the East Wind, while in Exodus, the East Wind is summoned by Moses to bring the locusts that plague Egypt.

Yes, an eastern wind blows today. A sure sign that it is better to stay indoors beside the fire.