Friday, March 30, 2012

Cold

Will spring never come? It feels like the answer to that is a resounding "NO!"

I don't know how many times I was out in it today, wrestling with a tarp or dodging rain or just trying not to get blown askew. Late this afternoon, I went to war with the giant umbrella where we stage orders for UPS — the tremendous gusts of wind had everything topsy turvy, and I was in danger of losing an eye to the whipping spokes. J. got on the table to set the umbrella upright so I could reel it in, and the table began to tip, and shouting began, but in the end, we finally got it secured without any organ loss.

March has been unforgiving. In like a lion, out like a cyclone. The year has me feeling beat up, slapped to bits, tossed inside out, and we're only three months in.

Cherry trees are in blossom and daffodils brave their cheerful souls in the cheerless gales, and I want to tell each flower go back inside. It's not time yet, really.

Recalling the anticipation of my first son's birth, twenty six years ago (come April 3rd). Pre-birth, I recall not a leaf on a tree, not a bud on a rose. Coming home from the hospital with my new baby, the world had gone crazy green with new growth in a matter of three short days. Nothing has been the same since.

Every year, late March, I search out Spanish bluebells, so that I can cut a bouquet for his birthday. This year for the first time, they are nowhere near blooming. And I'm still bundled in my black cashmere muffler, black beret; and somewhere the vague notion of summer exists — a mirage, an illusion, a conceit.

9 comments:

  1. Well, I'm wearing shorts and T shirt. It was 28 C yesterday, and we are already talking DROUGHT. Be grateful for rain... to be without is far worse.

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  2. T, I sure know where you're coming from! From what you describe, I think you had it far worse today in Seattle than we did here, but still it was not so fun being "out in it" on my way to my usual Friday medical appointment. I'm ready for a change--still, when I compare it to a typical Idaho winter....

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  3. After a total non-winter here in NOTL...we awoke to snow this morning. It won't last, melting as we speak... but you can't imagine my indignation!

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  4. We've had a mild winter and the big dump of snow that did come only two weeks ago is completely gone already. I still want spring though. I want green and flowers, leaves and mostly to be outside, a lot.

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  5. We yo-yo. Summer early in March, winter back this week. It's been like this all so-called winter.

    Flowers are very pretty but they're not smart.

    Love, C.

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  6. Hey T,
    Is that Cougar up there in the right hand corner of your blog? It's time we went for a walk to spot the first trilliums of the season!
    Love,
    Robin

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  7. an hour from here, it is snowing again. But, last year they had a snow storm in mid-May, so there you go. The weather is going crazy, and it affects one's mood.

    Your reference to your son's birth is so touching...what a wonder to come home with a new little being, to find green bustin' out all over. And yes, nothing has been the same since. xxoo.

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  8. I wore my winter coat, boots and gloves to the Dr. John concert at the Brooklyn Academy of Music. March, out like the lion, though it's not snowing or blowing like a couple of days ago (the snow, not here in the city, but the blow was).

    But it will come, the heat, and you will be wishing for cold again!

    Love, C.

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  9. Foxessa, luckily in Seattle we so rarely ever get any heat, but then again, the way it's going, who knows?

    Thanks for stopping by -- twice!!

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