This essay is the perfect reminder on a chilly Vineyard day to embrace our ability to enjoy all sorts of sensations… from the flowy warmth of the space heater near my feet to the chill on my cheek as I gaze out of the snowflakes falling.
Or winter can be a cool breeze brushing against my face warmed by the sun as my body rolls with the rhythm of the sea. Sent from s/v Cadenza sailing along the Pacific Coast of Mexico.
Thank you! I was wondering too if sense of touch is affected by the sharp changes in temperature -- perhaps it heightens the nerve endings? Or that your skin is often drier and rougher, so that amplifies the senses?
You remind us that winter can be delightful. A much needed reminder for me at the moment.
Glad to hear it :) I hate the cold so much -- fuzzy things make winter tolerable!
This essay is the perfect reminder on a chilly Vineyard day to embrace our ability to enjoy all sorts of sensations… from the flowy warmth of the space heater near my feet to the chill on my cheek as I gaze out of the snowflakes falling.
Oh, flowy warmth -- I love that. I'm currently watching the skiers go by... and glad I'm not out there with them!
Or winter can be a cool breeze brushing against my face warmed by the sun as my body rolls with the rhythm of the sea. Sent from s/v Cadenza sailing along the Pacific Coast of Mexico.
Lovely... if only I was onboard with you! But off to Mexico in a week :)
Just beautiful
Thank you, Abby -- you're too kind!
You’ve brought a welcome softness to this particularly edgy winter, thank you! Love the photos too
Lots of fur in those pictures! Thank you ❤️
Thank you! I was wondering too if sense of touch is affected by the sharp changes in temperature -- perhaps it heightens the nerve endings? Or that your skin is often drier and rougher, so that amplifies the senses?