Thursday 10 October 2013

Happiness is ...



Happiness is seeing the first signs of spring.

Of course, I should have posted this about a month ago. The blossoms have all gone now, and spring has well and truly sprung. In fact, it’s having an identity crisis and masquerading as summer, with a forecast high today of 38 (that’s just over 100˚ for all you Fahrenheiters). Ouch. That’s a sweltering summer day.

Nevertheless, we were talking about spring, weren’t we? I love it when the first flowers of spring start to appear.



When I was a kid I had a little ritual. Despite being completely uninterested in gardens any other time of the year, at the beginning of spring I always wandered around the yard looking for new flowers. It was a joy to find those freesias poking through, and to smell their beautiful scent. Some years Mum had jonquils too, or snowdrops, and I would carefully admire and sniff each one (even the ones that had no scent – wouldn’t want them to feel left out!).

 
Not being a gardener, the only pretty flowers in my garden these days are the ones that appear by themselves on trees and shrubs.


But I still like to walk around and admire them all.



Tell me I’m not the only one! Do you have any odd rituals to mark the turning of the seasons?

2 comments:

  1. I love spring too, though here it's fall. Soon I'll be cooking more stews and chili.

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    1. Autumn's nice too -- a bit of relief after the heat of summer, and looking forward to cozying up with a quilting project or a blanket to crochet. A good time of year for hiking too! They're my two favourite seasons.

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