Five O'Clock Somewhere

Welcome to Five O'Clock Somewhere, where it doesn't matter what time zone you're in; it's five o'clock somewhere. We'll look at rural life, especially as it happens in Rio Arriba County, New Mexico, cats, sailing (particularly Etchells racing yachts), and bits of grammar and Victorian poetry.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

December at Five O’Clock Somewhere

The true meaning of cozy

For some unknown reason, when we set off from Albuquerque this afternoon, WCMIK packed the laptop computer, even though there is already a computer up here. However, now I’m glad to have it.

As I type this, I am not in the office; rather, I’m sitting in a rocking chair in the den, in front of the fireplace, in which a fire is burning, creating a wonderfully warm glow. To my left is a cat tree, which this weekend lacks cats – we’re not up here long enough this weekend to make the journey worth it for the cats, especially as we had and have detours to make on the way up and down. But other than the lack of cats, this is quite a pleasant place to be sitting to type. I have on my sheepskin slippers, and my alpaca shawl, and I’m quite comfortable. The rest of the house is chilly, since the heat was turned down while we were away and it takes a while for the furnace to catch up. Outside, of course, things are even chillier. According to the thermometer at the front of the house, the temperature was in the low 20s when we got here, and the prediction for the overnight low is 5. There’s some snow and ice on the ground, especially in the shady places.

Laguna Vista, where Five O’Clock Somewhere is located, and Elephant Butte, where we do our sailing this time of year, exemplify the huge range of climates we have in New Mexico. Up here, we’re in the mountains, almost in Colorado – which is why when we had the place built, we built it to Colorado standards. In a good year, we get good snow; officially the annual average snowfall is about 90 inches. Meanwhile, down at the Butte, we can sail even during what, in much of the rest of the country, is the dead of winter. The lake is quiet, without the hordes of jet-skis, water skiers, power boaters, and turbo-charged bass fishermen that flock there in the summer. It’s often just us and the grebes, charming black-and-white diving birds that come down every year to escape the bitter winters in places like Montana and Minnesota. Often the days are sunny, with the occasional exception when a front moves through.

During the summer, our boat, Syzygy, like the grebes, migrates north. When the Butte gets crowded and the temperatures range from the high 90s to the triple digits, we head for the mountains and Heron Lake, our summer haven, where the temperature seldom rises above the mid-80s, jet-skis are prohibited, and power boats are restricted to no-wake speeds. Because of the restrictions, everyone on the lake is either sailing, or fishing (minus the turbo-charged boats), or kayaking. It’s wonderfully peaceful and quiet.

This time of year, it’s a different sort of quiet. Right now, it’s a silent waiting for the snows to begin in earnest. And when the snow does finally come, it creates its own quiet, muffling everything, shushing both the outer sounds of the world and the inner worries and nagging thoughts that get so much in the way of feeling truly peaceful.

So I sit by the fire, watching the flickering flames, thinking peaceful thoughts. WCMIK just brought me a fresh IPA, and all’s right with the world.

4 Comments:

Blogger Carol Anne said...

Actually, it turns out there was another good reason WCMIK brought the laptop. We had just returned from the occasion described above, and I was just dying to get it out, when the monitor for the computer here made a big popping noise and went blank, never to recover. So I got to plug in the laptop, dig up the Chama access number (while I was at it, I also programmed the T or C number into the laptop too), and I'm in business!

So is WCMIK maybe psychic?

Sun Dec 11, 01:56:00 AM MST  
Blogger Pat said...

Maybe he inherited it from Tres, the feline psychic. Or maybe Tres "arranged" for Gerald to bring the laptop?

Mon Dec 12, 02:00:00 PM MST  
Anonymous jesse said...

I can't remember if it made your list of potential vehicles for gerald, but when you mention December and snow and FoclockSW, I start thinking 4 wheel drive. BTW how do you pull that sailboat?

Tue Dec 13, 01:53:00 PM MST  
Blogger Carol Anne said...

We have Babe, the big blue Ford Expedition to do the 4WD stuff and to haul the boat around. It was on the poll but didn't get any votes.

When the time comes to replace our other car, El Caballero, we're looking at getting another 4WD, something smaller and more wagon-like, such as a Pontiac Vibe. It won't haul the big boat around, but it would do fine for the little ones.

Wed Dec 14, 01:02:00 AM MST  

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