kunanyi lockdown ramblings

摘要

kunanyi looms large in the lives of those of us whose homes are sandwiched between the mountain and the river. kunanyi generates our weather — kuyanyi's weather. While those on the other side of the river bask in glorious sunshine, kunanyi harvests moisture from the westerlies and whips up clouds to blanket us all in gloom. Her advancing shadows curtail our summer evening barbecues. Her cold plateau radiates bone-chilling air that descends upon all who live in the gullies a kilometre below. Yet to dismiss kunanyi as harsh, moody and forbidding would be to miss much that there is to admire about our mountain. Over my decades of living under kunanyi's influence, familiarity has bred not contempt but respect and admiration. And the naturalist in me has missed her terribly during lockdown. But all has not been lost.