Spring. Warm, earthy, noisy Spring! Typically, winter passes, melding into spring, and often, too soon into the hot weather without much fanfare, but this year, I need a parade!
I have the ridiculous desire to get out and rid the yard of snow, but I know it’s nitrogen for the soil – ‘poor man’s fertilizer’ – as I’ve heard. This year I’ve obsessed mostly on the roof snow leaving, as if that’s somehow the harbinger of winter’s end.
I saw myself somewhat objectively after several days of roof viewing, and shook my head at my newest compulsion – as though my observation increases the snow’s decrease. Quantum physics holds that observation changes a thing, but the effect must also be on a quantum level as all the stupid snow did was mock me for the last few weeks by seeming not to budge.
Complaining doesn’t change a damn thing, but I read or listen to all the grousing about the weather with silent, but insincere, repudiation because I want the motherfucking winter over too – probably worse than they do!
March is only calendar Spring, but it helps psychologically. I’ve seen a foot of snow in April, and sometimes snow in May. It melts more quickly, but with climate change, I have no idea what the weather patterns are doing. Yes, we’ve had fierce winters forever, and there were ice ages too, but we’re in another change pattern facilitated by human industry – whether or not we believe it.
I found this article from The Guardian helpful in understanding the pattern change. I also appreciated this Guardianarticle about consensus on climate change, and while it’s not going to change any minds that don’t want to be changed, it’s helpful for a way to talk about climate change.
Mostly I think about how to adapt. Do I move – even if it’s only 4 or 5 months a year? I love my area, its beauty, and familiarity, but I’m not coping well with harsh weather. I know that no matter where I go, there is always something unfavorable, but it’s about what I’m willing to accept, or what I can deal with.
Likely, I am only fantasizing as I have no money to live in two places, and barely enough to live in one, but if there is work I can find to sustain me & my S.O. through a few months a year in milder climes, I will jump on it!
In the meantime, I really enjoyed the Smith College Bulb Show last week, and hope you enjoy these photos from our excursion through all of their plant houses from the tropics to the desert (if you click on a picture to enlarge it, you can click your browser back button to continue with the next photos):
Wrapped by this bright day’s light, I know it’s still cold outside, but it’s nice to pretend the air is balmy, with warm spring breezes tinkling the chimes hanging from the porch outside our front window.
Winter’s quiet, now broken by trilling birds seeking mates, claiming their territory, and readying their nests over this side of the hill, is another welcome sign of Spring.
As the day wears on, clouds dim the sky, but not our hope. The steady drip of snow off our roof belies winter’s frigid grip on the land, and it won’t be long before my fingers feel the warmth of soft, rich, dirt as we sow our garden’s first seeds.