“If deep cold made a sound, it would be the
scissoring and gnashing of a skater’s blades against hard gray ice, or the
screeching the snow sets up when you walk across it in the blue light of
afternoon. The sound might be the stamping of feet at bus stops and train
stations, or the way the almost perfect clarity of the audible world on an icy
day is muted by scarves and mufflers pulled up over the face and around the
ears. But the true sound of deep cold is the sound of the wind.”— American
non-fiction author and newspaper editor Verlyn Klinkenborg, The Rural Life (2002)
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