Otherwise the web of stratus which hangs over us thickens and thins, rises and falls with very bewildering uncertainty. We want theories for these mysterious weather conditions; meanwhile it is annoying to lose the advantages of moonlight.
Went for a ski and passed three seals sleeping on the ice. Two more were killed near the bergs.
Looks like a blizzard coming in.
It feels suddenly old to be 43. Everyone else seems so very young. What have I yet done? What will I have done a year from now?
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