Sometimes I wish I lived with the 4 seasons. In the sub-tropics, very little changes. But I do spend time in the UK a lot so get to experience the magic of the seasons there and I love it.
That was one of my criterion when relocating from Detroit, to have the change of seasons. Winter isn't brutal in the western North Carolina mountains in comparison, but we haven't had snow these last two winters. I don't miss it yet!
It's all about opening up all your senses. Become conscious of the direction of the wind, it's temperature, how the life around you reacts to the cold or the wet or the sunshine. What if the wind is too forceful and uproots a tree or the peace lily (yes, it uprooted my peace lily on my terrace even though the terrace has protective walls). I have spent some days trying to console my lily. Who likes being thrown on their heads with their roots in the air?. Then there is the sound of the rain and the way its drops blur our vision of the world. Such a difference between that and a clear day. The tensions, the tugging and the peace visited upon us by nature are drawn into our own lives even if we are unaware of the effects. There is certainly more to spring than songs of birds or even the sound of their squabbling.
You nailed it, Rosemary. I would imagine that sailors, like you, have to have keen senses at all times, even when it's peaceful sailing on calm seas. Apologies to your peace lily!
"spring growth to our eyes appears easy, gentle, effortless"
And... sudden!
Couple of weeks ago, trees and shrubs literally *burst* into the fresh green of new leafs.
The speed of spring growth always amazes me. Every year I ask, "When did this happen?"
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Sometimes I wish I lived with the 4 seasons. In the sub-tropics, very little changes. But I do spend time in the UK a lot so get to experience the magic of the seasons there and I love it.
That was one of my criterion when relocating from Detroit, to have the change of seasons. Winter isn't brutal in the western North Carolina mountains in comparison, but we haven't had snow these last two winters. I don't miss it yet!
It's all about opening up all your senses. Become conscious of the direction of the wind, it's temperature, how the life around you reacts to the cold or the wet or the sunshine. What if the wind is too forceful and uproots a tree or the peace lily (yes, it uprooted my peace lily on my terrace even though the terrace has protective walls). I have spent some days trying to console my lily. Who likes being thrown on their heads with their roots in the air?. Then there is the sound of the rain and the way its drops blur our vision of the world. Such a difference between that and a clear day. The tensions, the tugging and the peace visited upon us by nature are drawn into our own lives even if we are unaware of the effects. There is certainly more to spring than songs of birds or even the sound of their squabbling.
You nailed it, Rosemary. I would imagine that sailors, like you, have to have keen senses at all times, even when it's peaceful sailing on calm seas. Apologies to your peace lily!