Crocus blooming on the hillside near the cottage.
Burrr-r-r-r-! Pardon me while I shiver. It isn't all that warm this morning…47˚F at the moment, 54˚F predicted for the day's high. Not like the near-70s we've enjoyed recently. Tomorrow, so the weather gurus warn, there's even a possibility of snow.
Ahhh-h-h-h-h, spring.
Having witnessed quite a few of them by now, I can't say I'm surprised by such shenanigans. Come early spring, especially, the new season dances a sort of Texas two-step—quick quick, slow slow. Sometimes I swear it isn't the soft piping of Pan I hear in the distance, but faint strains of some old Bob Wills twin fiddle tune in the background.
Yet I'm not in the least disappointed. As I say, I've been here before. And in a way, I actually welcome spring's slow, stuttering start, because it not only teaches restraint and perseverance, it also allows time to savor. Rather than having the whole season tossed in our laps at once, this way you get to relish and appreciate the unfolding. Spring's delights are many—from singing birds to blooming flowers, sparkling streams, unfolding buds, painted skies and peepers calling like twinkling bells. And everywhere, a world in color transition—from drab gray-brown to luscious verdant green. I like to enjoy the show.
Slow is good…in baking bread, making love, or enjoying spring.
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12 comments:
Griz: Spring is slowing here, too, and I'm relieved. i loved a few warm days, but I'm not ready for spring to last forever just yet.
Carolyn H
HI GRIZZ-
AMEN! :-) this post reads like a prayer.
Love you
Gail
peace......
Yeah that's what happen to us too, after whooping 18 degrees C we got down to 1 degree C. Beautiful flower picture, so nice and pure. Thanks for sharing. Anna :)
Carolyn…
It has drizzled and dripped all day—and I've had to run around in it all day. We have rain/snow for tomorrow, and more rain for a day or two after all that…and…well, and I'm still glad spring isn't showing up all at once. A few more hearthfires. A few more chilly nights where a blanket feels good. And then round two of wildflowers and birdsong, and who knows? Probably more yard work for me and some planting.
Pretty good in my book!
Gail…
Sort of a Protestant/naturalist/scribbler homily. More or less… ;-D
Anna…
The late-March two-step! Just spring reminding us we don't deserve the full deal yet…we have to earn the pleasure of its company.
I agree with you 100% on this! Savour. Don't rush. Slow is very good.
Solitary…
That's one of the real draws to walking…how the lack of speed gives you time to look and learn, to savor the countryside and people; there's a real depth and intimacy to slow that anything more hurried loses.
Phew, a couple of really hot afternoons have hit us at the end of this week. The mornings are still fresh and the temperature has risen all through the lengthening days so it gets tiring.
A son, step-grandson and a dog want to drag me through a game of croquet. We have to use the weather we have!
Have a good weekend, whatever the weather brings...Tramp
Tramp…
Not hot here! We do, however, need to use whatever weather we're given as best we can…you can play croquet, I can go sledding.
Thank you, I will have the best weekend I can manage, as always—and you do the same. Enjoy your family!
Crocus...like cups filled with spring! It's doing the cool and warm shuffle here too.
Teri…
"…like cups filled with spring!"
Great line! I love it—especially since we're back on the sunny, warmer side of spring's two-step. I've been out working in the yard all morning—and will be there most of the day. Spring yard work isn't really work at all to me. And, I have lots of crocus and daffodils in bloom!
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