01-03-11 I would like to say that Spring is in the air, but it really isn't yet, although I know that it is coming soon. I am not a fan of Spring. Actually, it is the one season that I dislike the most. There is too much rain and mud. The only thing that I like about Spring is that everything wakes up. The flowers peek through the snow, like a child peeking through a door listening to their parents talking. The grass shows itself. First, as this brown nightmare, and then almost overnight, it is green. The snows starts to melt. It becomes these little icebergs on the side of the road that we see every day, melting away. The trees slowly become green. It starts out at first as these little buds. Then those buds start to shed their skins, and fall to the ground. Again, almost overnight the trees have leaves on them. Although there is so much beautiful change, I still don't like Spring very much. It is like a front door to a mansion except it is the door to Summer. No one really looks at the door of a mansion once they go through it.
I am a Fall fan. It is my most favourite time of the year. The air is clean and crisp. You have those fabulous colours from the trees. It is abstract art in reality. The leaves contain multiple colours on each of them. They fall gently from the trees, unless of course there is this great storm that contains strong winds. The winds blows the leaves all over the place. Houses look like a craft done by and elementary student with leaves stuck to the sides, virtually glued to the siding. At the end of the storm, the trees are bare, reminding us of the strength of nature.
Did you ever notice that after the storms that there is this overwhelming sense of calm? It is like you have experienced something, and now you have to clean up. Clean up is what we do. Did you ever notice that the weather always seems to be the topic of conversation? Seriously. Especially, when there is a storm coming. There is usually this huge build up. We are all watching the news, searching the websites, watching the radars. Or at least that is what I do. Everyone, for some god forsaken reason, needs to run out to the grocery stores and buy 'supplies.' The storm comes and then it is over. Or is it? No, it is not. Everyone now needs to tell their tales of woe, what they had to go through, how much damage they incurred. I think that it is neat how something so natural can cause people to converse. You see, we can't argue too much about the weather, maybe the weather report, but not the empirical evidence that we experience. What a great thing to bring us together. We have this common bond.
08-03-11 It is funny how things change in less than a week. I would have bet all of my horses that the spring would never arrive, but as always, Mother Nature smiles. We are only guests in her house. She decides the venue.
As always,
Happy Does It
I am a Fall fan. It is my most favourite time of the year. The air is clean and crisp. You have those fabulous colours from the trees. It is abstract art in reality. The leaves contain multiple colours on each of them. They fall gently from the trees, unless of course there is this great storm that contains strong winds. The winds blows the leaves all over the place. Houses look like a craft done by and elementary student with leaves stuck to the sides, virtually glued to the siding. At the end of the storm, the trees are bare, reminding us of the strength of nature.
Did you ever notice that after the storms that there is this overwhelming sense of calm? It is like you have experienced something, and now you have to clean up. Clean up is what we do. Did you ever notice that the weather always seems to be the topic of conversation? Seriously. Especially, when there is a storm coming. There is usually this huge build up. We are all watching the news, searching the websites, watching the radars. Or at least that is what I do. Everyone, for some god forsaken reason, needs to run out to the grocery stores and buy 'supplies.' The storm comes and then it is over. Or is it? No, it is not. Everyone now needs to tell their tales of woe, what they had to go through, how much damage they incurred. I think that it is neat how something so natural can cause people to converse. You see, we can't argue too much about the weather, maybe the weather report, but not the empirical evidence that we experience. What a great thing to bring us together. We have this common bond.
08-03-11 It is funny how things change in less than a week. I would have bet all of my horses that the spring would never arrive, but as always, Mother Nature smiles. We are only guests in her house. She decides the venue.
As always,
Happy Does It
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