If there were tumbleweeds in Greenland, they would have been blowing down the street today. Instead, the snow blew low along the frozen ground and twisted around snow heaps at the roadside. On my way to the supermarket, I passed one person, arm over her forehead, body pressed into the wind. The supermarket was almost …
Month: March 2020
Living in a remote place is a blessing and a curse. On the one hand, we are by our remote nature, somewhat shielded from a contagious virus. On the other hand, once it arrives, remote communities with limited health care facilities at the best of times are likely to be unable to cope. Only on …
It wasn’t your ordinary helictoper journey. As the enormous red and white Sikorsky 61 hovered in to land on the rocky, uneven ground, the force of the blasting air left me barely able to breath, crouched against my rucksack, leaning into the cold wind. Through my fingers, held protectively over my eyes, I could see …
“It’s cold today, isn’t it?” I comment to my son, as we trudge up the hill toward home. “Yeah, a bit,” he replies. It’s minus eighteen celsius and the wind is blowing. It’s cold. Is it my imagination, or does the return of this brilliant spring light sharpen the air? The piercing light leaves us …