Saturday, March 19, 2011
Day 19- Something you miss
I miss having seasons; four distinct seasons each characterized by its own beauty. I miss the way they illustrate the passage of time - marching ever onward, always a sense of exhilaration for what lies ahead. Here, where the days go from a bit longer to way shorter and the temperature sways between god-awful hot to pleasant to coolish and the exact identity of what flower is blooming cycles, time whizzes past without a reminder to stop and take note, without anticipation, without joy.
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That is exactly what I used to miss when living in Wgtn. I love the changes in the seasons. Such a contrast between cold winter (only a month ago, really) to green and budding spring, with birds chattering in the garden, tadpoles in the pond and life life life coming back after various forms of semiconscious hibernation.
I feel like I'm sleepwalking through the sameness and getting old too fast. I need a hard winter and a sweet, sweet spring! Enjoy your tadpoles! and your soon to be bees!!
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