Although it is frigid out there this morning, it looks like Spring might actually be here! I know, it was a relatively mild winter, so I don’t have a lot to complain about, yet the arrival of spring is always welcomed.
When I was on Cape Cod at the end of the week, I saw many flowers in bloom. My favorites were the snowdrops. Here are some in front of my house. Continue reading →
It seems like it is the same every year that I have lived in NH (more than I’ll admit to ;) ). The 21st of March comes around and we are still waiting for spring, saying that this is the worst winter ever and it is dragging out so long. And then around April 1, give or take a week, Spring arrives out of no where. It isn’t a huge change – that happens in May (yes, the rhyme April Showers seems fitting), but you can tell. Of course there is always the possibility of snow almost until June, but a Spring snow is different.
In the last week almost all of the snow and ice went away – my back patio was over two feet deep, now there is nothing. I saw a snake. I saw some flying insects. The osprey are back on Cape Cod and nesting. There has been a stretch of warm weather, and looking ahead, though it will get below freezing a couple of nights, looks typical early April temps. The ground is (mostly) thaw – even the worst of the mud is gone (it is still mud season, though). There is a lot more green, including new grass and shoots coming up. The trees are starting to bud. I’ve seen crocuses and other flowers (yeah, photo below is of snowdrops, more of a late winter flower). Continue reading →
This was an odd week in some ways. There were some contradictions. The most telling of the contradictions had to do with Spring. In ways ;)
There were a couple of times that I felt as old as I have ever felt. Some of it was looking in the mirror first thing in the morning and then part of it remembering how long ago different events took place. Wow, it is already 2018! The Year Two Thousand is supposed to be some distant future of flying cars and all, and it is now the distant past!
But then, there were a few times that I felt younger than I have in years. These young times all occur outside. Sometimes it will be run and playing with the dogs, jumping and twirling in the air, land backwards and running backwards as I egg them on, jumping again and twisting to land fast first and instantly sprint and.. I know, the people in town think I am totally insane, but :) And then I caught some sights, scents and feelings that transported me to a different time and place. For a few minutes I would see the world through five year old (or ten or thirteen at different times) eyes. I would feel the way I did then, think the same thoughts. It was like a flashback or even a memory. Well, it was a memory, a memory of who I felt and thought. And the world was new once again.
I think this is part of what spring is about. Not the feeling old part. That’s part of aging – realizing that time does move on and we move with it. But there is also that renewal. I feel so alive in autumn, maybe more than any other time of years. And summers are fun. Winter can be both good and bad, though often it is what we make of it. But I feel young in spring.
So I am writing this as fast as I can. When i am done, I will go back out and spend as much time outside as possible.
Hello and Welcome! Come on in and I’ll get you a nice large mug of strong Sumatra Roast, a cuppa tea (various kinds) or other beverage. It is still just a little cool and there and the wind is strong, but it is looking like a beautiful day! And where are we? Some of you may recognize the Beatles mugs as being on Cape Cod.
I have been out a little this morning. I’ve played with the dogs twice – they love being out! The run, fight, chase each other, ask me to throw stuff for them and then run some more, before finding a nice piece of wood to chew on while sitting in the warm sun. I also went down the the beach. It was cool and very windy, but nice. On the way to the beach I was stopped in a little traffic jam. A bunch of locals were crossing the road. Overall there were about 30 of them. They weren’t in any hurry and seemed to get irate if you tried to rush them. I stopped and took some pictures. Most of them ignored my, though a handful yelled at me in chorus whenever I turned their way. They said “Gooblegobblegooblegooblegooble!” Here is a picture of some of them strutting their stuff: Continue reading →
The wind bites my face. I shuffle on, glancing up when the weather allows. A blanket of white is drowning the land. The calendar is playing tricks, mocking us with one blizzard after another while my Facebook shows me reminders of the flowers I saw on this day in the past. I know, I need a little self-control and wait it out. The lush plant life will return, recreating the landscape around me. A strong gust makes me duck my head again. I am not sure if I will preserver.
The world born again Endurance over winter Bloom to emerald
This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. The key words today were “Patience” and “Green”. Following her suggestion, I didn’t use the words, I used only synonyms.
We are having our third Nor’easter in two weeks. This one will be the biggest, with well over a foot for snow. The weather forecast shows some of the coldest weather of the year coming later this week and another snow storm next week. Every day for the last week there have been pictures coming up on Facebook reminding me that by this time every other year we’ve had flowers. I want winter to be over!