Spring opens like a long-lost jewellery box.
From its musty, darkened depths, spill
gems of every hue: sunshine topaz; dewy pearls;
sapphires, sunrise pink or celestial blue; amethyst
of heartsease.
In the lingering light, my smile returns,
my soul stretches from the shadows, warm
again.
I choose pearl strands.
Gentle blossoms to bejewel old bark.
- Gentle
- blossoms
- to bejewel
- old bark
Β© silkannthreades
It is always refreshing visiting with you, we are technically in autumn but we are way down south so everything remains the same π but I love visiting up north for all the beautiful colors….nice garden.. π
Thank you Daniella. The garden is suddenly mad with spring growth. Quite a sight!
π then it’s all good…
Yes!
Although I have made an uneasy peace with winter, it is the only time I can photograph abstract ice patterns and chaotic frozen waterfalls, I always long for the delightful warmth of spring and the rebirth of plants and the delightful sights smells that come with the emergence of spring flowers. As we approach autumn, my second favorite season, your lovely words have reminded of my first.
An uneasy peace with winter! I am working on that. π I know I will find something to love about autumn when it comes but for now I don’t want to let go of spring. It’s exhilarating.
As we enter autumn, I feel as you do about spring. I’ll love it when it comes but for now, It’s Autumn!!! And all the wild color that comes with it. π
Enjoy it. New York’s autumn colours remain brilliant in my mind’s eye.
Some consider New York as part of New England and the Adirondacks are spectacular.
I did not know that about New York and New England. Sadly I didn’t get as far as the Adirondacks.
Beautiful poetry about a beautiful time of the year! I hope your strength will return now and the warm winds of colour will cheer you up. Here we are approaching autumn fast – the birches has already thin golden coins in their hair.
There was warm colour on all the blossom trees today but the wind was cold. Are the apples already harvested or is that just beginning?
The apples are here – yes. This year in abundance! We have a yearly festival in Kivik in SkΓ₯ne some 15 kilometres from where I live. Every year they make a gigantic apple monument to celebrate. Kivik is the Mecka of apples in Sweden.http://www.ystadsallehanda.se/simrishamn/bildspel-appeltavlorna-genom-aren/
The apple artwork is phenomenal. I wonder if the people who ‘craft’ the apple art get sick of the smell and sight of apples!
Beautiful blossoms! How is back home? How is your family? How is the construction of Christchurch’s church? finished? what do you think of it?
The Christchurch Cathedral hasn’t been rebuilt yet. The Anglican church is still using the Cardboard Transitional Cathedral. However there are new buildings in town. I rather like the new bus interchange. https://ccdu.govt.nz/projects-and-precincts/bus-interchange The only thing that would be better would be a light rail system which apparently we are not going to get. π¦ We are okay, thank you, Virginia. I am glad to have the dreadful flu behind me.
Beautiful blossoms…our blossoms here in the Nordic are fading fast, replaced with colors of yellow and orange. Beautiful as well…but it will be a while before spring arrives again. Enjoy your well-deserved spring, as it is refreshing and brings new energy and life.
I do enjoy the new life, and I am working on the new energy. π Do your children get excited about the coming skiing and skating?
Yes, they do. And once we get deeper into the fall season we light candles and the fire in the fireplace and just enjoy the coziness and wait for Christmas β€οΈ
Ah yes…..I remember now how you light the candles in the morning, too. It’s good to be able to welcome all seasons with open hearts.
Beautiful! Happy Spring! π
Thanks Sheryl. We have beautiful happy soaking rain today. I planted seeds yesterday so I am happy about the rain.
I think I just zapped your comment about our poetree. I was going to say that it’s especially lovely when the cherry tree descides to flower at the same time.
Yes, the flowering of the blossom and the flowering of the poetry were very well coordinated. Sometimes we are not so coordinated, which is why we have typos and zappos. π
And ever more zappos as time goes on, I find. The knack is to turn them into ‘way-heys’ or ‘woo-hoos’, and I really did mean to do this…
Yes, indeed, that is a good strategy.
exquisite – as usually… β€ stay healthy, "cool" and have a splendid season! π
We will!
This is so lovely, Gallivanta. Even though it’s autumn here, your poem has put a spring in my step today. π
That’s wonderful to know! Are you following the Rugby World Cup? The Springboks had some spring taken out of their steps. π¦ But England got off to a flying start.
Yay, for Spring! I love how new growth and blooming flowers can wash away the dreary days of winter…nature’s life infusion…a reminder of the simple joys. It’s also my favorite season. I always thought it was because my birthday was in Spring and I thought that was something we shared in common…until I realized just now, yours is in the fall.
Winter is a good time to do organizing projects…it helps to pass away the dreary days. A good book is another and perhaps more enjoyable way, too! So hurry up and finish your chores lest you be distracted by all the lovely sights, sounds and smells that abound and abandon your project when you are so close to the end.
Oh Mrs P, how did you know I came so close to abandoning my project today? Half way through sorting a box, it suddenly seemed all too much. So I closed the box (with a shove π ) and left the room. A little time gazing at the rain blessing my garden, and I recovered my calm. Tomorrow I will return to sorting. π
I’m a teacher! I know what spring does to the mind…it has that faraway telltale sign that beckons you to abandon whatever you are doing and come outside. π π
Ah yes! You have reminded me of trying to study for exams whilst outside spring is springing and the weather is grand. It’s so hard to concentrate. Exams really should be in winter time!
Perfect & lovely. Like you!
Awww, that’s sweet but….I am the old bark! But bark can be sweet and bears find it useful. π
I can feel your joy at the return of spring, just as I’m feeling the joy of autumn’s arrival π
Time for you to settle in, keep cozy, and write? π
Yes, I’m looking forward to it π
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Spring and Fall go way to quick….just wish we could stop the clock for a little while.
Wouldn’t that be wonderful!
I’d been thinking about you. And thank you for this spring offering, even as we’re definitely into autumn at this end of the planet. One thing I was going to say to you was have you read Anthony Fleisher’s Okavango Gods? The main character is a boy called Pula, son of rainmaker.
I am still here! But slightly overwhelmed by my big spring clean project. Despite weeks of work on it, everywhere I look I still see accumulations which need attention. π¦ I haven’t read any of Anthony Fleischer’s books. The only book I remember reading about Botswana was by Bessie Head, ‘When Rain Clouds Gather”. Well, the only book, besides the Alexander McCall Smith series on a certain lady detective. π
Beautiful poem! I feel the smile shining through π Spring can bring unexpected delights!
So many unexpected delights, Tiny, some as simple and enchanting as the birds splashing in the bird bath. ( No salt marsh here. Just a bowl of water and a garden of worms to keep them happy. π )
It’s wonderful to see nature enjoying itself…particularly in the spring. There’s so much promise π
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Stunning, you always manage to take my breath away. Your poetry matched with the exquisite photography of your flowers. Ann, you are an amazing artist. I come home to your blog time and time again and find peace and comfort. I’m preparing my soil for fall plantings and you are enjoying the sights of spring. My 2 favorite seasons of the year: spring and autumn. Well, I also love winter and except for the extreme heat, summer has it’s pleasures.
I don’t know which are my favourite seasons; perhaps spring and summer because I love the light and warmer days. Did I tell you I have a new clematis to plant? The same one which is featured in my header. I do hope it thrives.
Oh the clematis will be exquisite. I’ve never had a clematis I didn’t love. I planted a tiny start of Princess Diana next to a climbing white rose. Our summer has been so hot it hasn’t done much. If I find a larger one at a nursery, I’ll purchase it.
They are beautiful. This is only my second clematis.
I’m thinking of doing a moon garden and white clematis would definitely be a plus. I have to think about every plant now before I accept it into the garden. The determining factor is how much care will it require. As Tom requires more care, I have less time for hands on time in the garden and have to be careful what I select.
A moon garden would be delightful. My garden is as easy care as I can make it but that is mainly because I don’t want to have to worry about watering it when conditions are dry. And they are expected to be dry again this summer.
I’ve been researching white clematis ever since you said you were going to plant one. They are indeed beautiful. A white clematis or even 2 would help make a beautiful backdrop for a moon garden. I already have 2 climbing white roses in the garden I’m thinking of using. We are really dry at the present time. We don’t have restrictions on water use but I try to do my part to conserve.
White roses are lovely at night. I love looking at mine in the moonlight.
You have the start of a moon garden!
I really do. π
The poem beautifully conveys all the possibilities encompassed by the arrival of spring. As we head into fall here, it poignantly reminds me of how I felt last spring, and how I’ll feel again in another six months or so. π
It’s good to have a reminder that these feelings will return. π
So beautiful! Enjoy those spring beautiesβ€οΈ fall is walking toward us and near to be hereβΊοΈπππ
Make the most of the last of summer. I will look forward to seeing how you paint the fall this year.
I like the alliterating b’s in your post’s last line. Were they intentional, or did they just happen?
Unintentional. I didn’t realise I had done it until your comment! Something else I didn’t realise until after I had written my poem of jewels and gems and blossoms ~ gem is from Latin gemma, meaning ‘bud, jewel’. You would know that, of course. π
The development of Latin gemma into Spanish yema is interesting, not phonetically, which is normal, but semantically, because the word has added to the original ‘bud, shoot’ the senses ‘fingertip,’ ‘yolk of an egg,’ and ‘candy made from the yolk of an egg.’
Intriguing. I can see how fingertip, yolk, and yolk candy could grow out of gemma/yema. A yolk is a “bud” from which growth shoots. And here is a yema which is part of a special gemma. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Hen_Egg
The FabergΓ© Museum in Saint Petersburg sounds like a great place to visit.
It certainly does.
Enjoy your beautiful spring flowers. We are headed into fall here but I’m leaving for S Africa on Saturday so I’ll be enjoying spring for a couple of weeks. π
Have a wonderful trip. π
In this lovely post, laced with beautiful images, spring truly sings. It’s here at last!
It sounds as though spring is with you, too. Along with a new Prime Minister!
You have such a way with words! I am glad you are beginning to edge into spring.
Yes, spring is happening, but it follows its own timetable, and I am never quite sure what that is. π I learned the other day that so did each locality of New Zealand until the establishment of standard time in 1868. Apparently the NZ Govt was the first in the world to implement standard time nationwide. But it took until the 1920s and the establishment of radio time pips before the whole country was properly time coordinated. Interesting that less than a hundred years ago, neither season nor person was ruled by clocks!
I think Britain implemented standard time when it was found that train-travel was impossible without it.
Yes, I believe that is so.
As I understand it, railroad companies pushed for the institution of standard time zones in the 1800s. Before that, as you said, each town kept its own solar time. I found a summary of the history of time zones at:
http://www.webexhibits.org/daylightsaving/d.html
A very interesting article. In New Zealand,”the need to transmit telegraphs was the catalyst” for standard time. http://www.teara.govt.nz/en/timekeeping/page-2 We were a bit slow on the uptake with trains because of NZ’s difficult terrain.
And the article you linked to proved equally interesting. One line that caught my attention was: “And in Hokitika in the 1860s the telegraph office closed whenever the boss chose, βfor there is no public time in Hokitikaβ”. I’m wondering if I can infer a spirit of individuality in Hokitika that coincides with the distinctive driftwood sculptures we saw on the beach there.
You would be right to infer that. This little video will fill you in on some Hokitika’s history of individuality. https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=132&v=oYtXk7bT3iw I recommend The Luminaries if you have time.
Such a wonderful fusion of image and words, very special.
Thank you Charlie for your kind words.
Hey–haven’t heard from you in awhile–it sounds like you feeling content and optimistic. I love your words and descriptions here–the warmth and joy are evident!
It was lovely to get my head out of the clutter for a while, and breathe deeply of spring. I have done most of the item sorting, and am now left with the paper files…UGH. I feel obliged to sort through each one, though really there’s probably no need. I don’t even know why we’ve kept most of them!
Beautiful!
Thank you, Vanessa. These past few days have been a treat to the senses, haven’t they?
Beautiful flowers and poem, Gallivanta! Yes, spring in your land as we head into autumn whee I am.
May your autumn be generous and fruitful , and beautiful, too.
So poetic Gallivanta, both words and images. Welcome back from the shadows and into spring!
Thank you, Juliet. I enjoyed your most recent newsletter. It spoke beautifully to my present spring cleaning mood. http://www.julietbatten.co.nz/spring-cleaning-2/?doing_wp_cron=1442222710.3165760040283203125000#comment-4245
Yes, looks as if we are in synch!
Indeed we are. Must be the effect of the equinox. π
I must be tired because I can’t think of anything to say except that was a beautiful poem welcoming spring. Beautiful photos!
Thank you, April, for commenting at all. Sometimes I only have the energy to press the ‘like’ button. π¦
I go through periods of time I don’t feel like speaking. Not that I’m depressed, but just contemplating….it’s kind of the same with WordPress. I enjoy reading all the wonderful posts, but just don’t feel like talking…..I’m listening and hearing.
Yes, exactly so. On the rare occasions that I get to an art gallery or a museum exhibition, I am happy just to contemplate and not say anything at all. It’s nice to be able to do that with online activities too.
A beautiful ‘Ode to Spring’ Ann! I wish I had your talent with words. Nothing stirs my soul like the first blossoms of spring…except for the open ocean. I hope that the season will continue to inspire you.
Lisa we have another beautiful day today. I am loving it but I would also love to be breathing deeply of the ocean air of the South Pacific. August/September; the time of the Trade Winds….. sweet memories. π
There’s nothing I loved more as a child than being allowed to explore my mother’s jewelry box. In fact, I still have some of the pieces that most delighted me. Bright and sparkly always has been one of my greatest joys, which I suppose is why I liked sparklers as a child, fireworks now, and the stars, always.
I’m so glad you’re finally moving into spring, and am anticipating your photos of the blooming jewels you’ll have. We finally had a frontal passage, and though “cold front” isn’t quite right (it’s not yet time to open the windows), the humidity is down, and so are the temperatures. If I can get my chores done,I’m taking tomorrow to get out and about — by myself, this time, so I can dawdle and explore as I choose.
How lovely it is to dawdle. π Much more relaxing than gallivanting. I really must engage in more dawdling…when the chores are done!
I, too, remember the fun of exploring my mother’s jewelry box. She had (still has) a beautiful wooden box which belonged to her grandmother. I think the box may have originally been a sewing box It was full of treasures, and each item had a story. When I visited my mother recently she was keen for us to look at the contents of the box but we didn’t have time. Something to look forward to next time.
In Austin, too, the temperature this morning was a little cooler than it had been on summer mornings till now. Mid-September here is the traditional time for that cooling down, and it came right on schedule this year.
Does the cooler weather mean you will be out longer on photographic expeditions? I remember walking my children to school in the pleasant coolness of September mornings in White Plains, NY.
I looked up the weather forecast for White Plains today and found a low of 60Β°F = 17Β°C and a high of 28Β°F = 82Β°C. By contrast, Austin’s forecast for today is a low of 73Β°F = 23Β°F and a high of 91Β°F = 33Β°C. Austin has cooled a little compared to the heat of summer, but we’re still a weeks away from the relative cool of White Plains. I can’t say that my outdoor photo sessions in the weeks ahead will last longer (they might), but they’ll surely be more comfortable and I’ll gradually come home with my clothing less heavy with sweat.
Ha! The high in my front yard today was 17C! Thinking of other September mornings, and walking my children to school, I checked Cairo temperatures. Almost the same minimum as Austin but the high was about 39C. Nowadays I find it hard to believe that I managed to cope with temps of 38 plus.
No doubt being younger helped you. I’ve always tolerated heat well, but I do find it wears me out a little now, whereas it never used to.
Heat certainly wears me out now.
This is absolutely beautiful. Strangely enough I found one of my old jewelry boxes last week when I was cleaning out the shed. It was full of my (and my mothers) pearls! π
Ah, your story makes me smile, Dianne. Did you bring out the pearls and let them breathe? I am sure they would enjoy being around your neck as you sit at your writing desk in the early morning. π
Yes indeed! Beautifully expressed π
I have found some crystals and shiny beads in my clutter, Pauline. I have hung them as makeshift light catchers ~ very small ones.
How exciting dear Gallivanta! From small beginnings ……….. π
π Very small beginnings!
This is beautiful. I’ve been enjoying watching my plum trees begin to blossom this week, and then with yesterday’s sunshine, I too felt my soul stretch. Sadly, it’s grey and rainy again today and it’s curling back up a bit. π
In the time it has taken me to respond to your comment, the plum tree across the road from me has blossomed. They really are beautiful, aren’t they? Do yours bear loads of fruit? Hope the sunshine has returned to you. Today was glorious here.
It is so quick isn’t it! Our trees are pretty abysmal fruit-wise; I probably don’t look after them properly.
Hmmm….plums trees always seem quite hardy to me, judging by the number of plum trees available for foraging in my neighbourhood! Do you remember that glorious story Jam by Margaret Mahy?
I don’t know ‘Jam’ but having googled it, I think I’ll buy copies to send to my nephew and niece –since the boy-child is too old. We have lots of plum trees in the neighbourhood that are prolific, including a reserve that was an orchard so there is an informal agreement that anyone in the neighbourhood can go and harvest some of the fruit. My share usually ends up in jam that gets distributed around the place. I keep hoping that our trees will come through with some fruit, but not so far π¦
I don’t know how old your trees are but my nectarine took 4 years to do anything sensible and my apricot is taking longer. Good that you have plenty of alternative plum sources. And I am pleased to know that Jam is still available. I think my children were a little bemused by the story because in their very early days they didn’t encounter plum trees.
Pure loveliness. Your poem rivals the jewels of spring. π
Blessings ~ Wendy
Thank you Wendy for your generous comment. A visit to your blog is long overdue. π¦
It’s hard to keep up with all the blogs. Please never feel as though you need to read every one of mine. It’s better to spend more time in one’s own garden. π
I am glad I took time out yesterday to sit under the michelia tree and enjoy the garden, because today it is raining. (which is great for the seeds I planted yesterday!) I am happy to see your posts on Facebook. π
We just came in from a walk in the rain. It’s getting dark earlier now. Autumn has already begun to pull the drapes closed. So glad your newly planted seeds were watered by nature. I love it when that happens. π
I try to avoid watering my garden, so I am always delighted when nature provides sufficient rain.
So pure and so beautiful !
Thank you Christiane. I see your garden is still producing beautiful flowers, and fruit and vegetables. Enjoy the plentiful harvest. π
The joy of changing seasons and the breath of inhale and exhale–lovely sentiments.
Yes, Sally, such a joy, and in spring one can almost hear the earth breathing. π
Long-lost jewel box – I, too, love the re-emergence of spring’s treasures. Almost unbelievable in their stunning beauty. And somehow, after a long winter, we forget – hence the value of a “bejeweled” poem like yours. Everytime I see a crocus emerge from the still cold ground, it’s like the first time.
It really is like the first time, isn’t it! Sadly, though, I haven’t seen any of my crocuses this year. Instead I have had varieties of daffodils pop up which I haven’t seen in years. That was a surprise.
A wonderful poem Gallivanta – hear the Spring in your words and tone, with the beautiful flowers showing their lovely colors. Happy Saturday to you and that the warmth continues to fill your soul.
Mary, our beautiful spring weather is continuing. Tomorrow we will risk some planting although usually it is best to wait until late October, by which time there is little danger of frost. We will be planting blue flax and buckwheat. If it flourishes, the insects will love it. In the meantime they feast on the lovely purple phacelia and the fruit tree blossom.
Inspired. Lovely. Uplifting.
Thank you.
Here’s to renewal.
YES! Here’s to renewal. Thinking of jewels and renewals, is your amaryllis (symbol of success after a long struggle) tucked away safely, in the expectation that it will bloom anew for you at Christmas? http://cynthiasreyes.com/category/amaryllis-in-bloom/ I wish my orchid would bloom again. I ask it to very nicely at least once a week but so far I am being ignored. π
You make me smile. Thanks for reminding me.
π π π some more smiles. π
We haven’t quite let go of Summer yet, Ann, even here in cool, damp England, but I can feel my neck stretching up to smell your blossom. Beautiful! π
Enjoy the last of the summer, Jo. We will enjoy spring in the meantime and wait patiently for your release of summer. Hope the weather is perfect for the wedding in Poland.
π so glad spring is is finally getting her glad rags on and stepping out with you! Autumn definitely on its way here.
She is just flirting with us at the moment but it won’t be long before we are going steady. π I hope autumn will lead you gently into the colder days.
I didn’t know that you use the expression “going steady” in New Zealand. I assumed it to be an Americanism.
I don’t know that it is used a lot in New Zealand. We are more likely to say, ‘going out together’.
That sounds so wonderful, I have to read it again and again. Happy Spring! You need it! Colourful and flowery hugs!
I haven’t had colourful and flowery hug before. Most enjoyable, thank you. π Today I sat in the shade and scent of the michelia tree, and looked at the blue sky, and did some knitting. Little Jack sprawled frog-like on the warm grass. He was so still a lady bird crawled into his beard. π
See, even he relaxed to the full! π
Exactly!
beautiful post
Thank you Sanjeet.
the loveliest of things to read on this, the dreariest and directs of days here in Edinburgh! Oh joy, thank you, thank you π
Oh no, not the dreary dreich! I am glad I could add some colour and cheer to your day. This past week I was watching TV reports on the Queen in Scotland. The weather didn’t look the best but she looked jewel-like in her turquoise blues. She brought a smile to my day.
Isn’t she just so marvellous! I am a huge fan. Although I have never met her in person, we have been lucky enough to attend three garden parties (two at Buckingham Palace and one at Holyrood), and attend the State Opening of Parliament, so we have been in quite close proximity to her – enough to see her at work as it were, and she is amazing, as is the Duke of Edinburgh of course.
Yes, she is marvellous. My parents were lucky enough to talk to her when she was in Christchurch one year. I was nearby; close enough to see how beautiful her complexion was. π This is a lovely photo of the Queen being our Queen, wearing her NZ regalia. It is from our Governor General’s Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/GovernorGeneralNewZealand/photos/pcb.904113039662743/904111999662847/?type=1&theater
I agree with Leapingtracks – a gentle and sweet voice to give joy to my day! Sunshine in Vancouver!!! But rain is on its way…
Sunshine and rain; both are welcome in gentle amounts.
Spring has such power, you’ve captured it beautifully.
Thank you Brenda. Maybe I have picked up a few poetry clues from reading yours!
What a compliment, thanks!
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This is a lovely expression of the arrival of spring. I enjoyed reading it out loud and savouring the words.
Carol, I read my words with the voice in my mind, and I listen attentively to that voice, but I rarely remember to read my words out loud. Thank you for doing so and thereby reminding me to do the same.
Hope it was as lovely to you as to me. Reading out loud the things that move me was something I used to do more when I was younger and it’s a pleasure I’ve recently happily rediscovered.
Today I read my poem out loud several times. I did enjoy doing so. π
I like the analogy of the “unboxed”.. some thing new about to be discovered, pleasantly anticipating.
I have been doing a lot of spring cleaning. Opening boxes and being surprised by long forgotten contents. That is how I came to the idea of unboxed.
How wonderful. Spring has sprung for you and the leaves are falling from the trees here. Honestly, I am ready for cooler temperatures and good sleeping nights! But I am glad to have you for a friend so I can see your sunny climate and flowers for the next six months. π
I hope we can oblige with sun and flowers. And I am glad you are getting better sleeping nights with cooler temps. I love waking up to natural light in spring and summer. At the end of the month we start daylight saving time. I am looking forward to that.
“My soul stretches”. Yes, that is what it feels like. You’ve voiced my very same experience, Gallivanta. I’m so relieved to be able to stretch rather than huddle and shiver.
Isn’t it grand? We have had such a beautiful day today. It was probably even better and warmer up your way. π
Sunny and warm up here, out of the wind. Yes, it’s grand! π
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Here, it is the first pleasantly cool, not hot, morning. Feels good, yet reminds that “huddle and shiver” time is approaching.
G, while gemstones are a part of nature too, I prefer your gems.
Aww that’s sweet of you to say so Aggie. I don’t mind a little chill but it’s the lack of light which really starts to wear me down. Enjoy the last of the summer; store up the goodness. π You will need strength for the days ahead.
What latitude are you at, and is your winter rainy/cloudy? We are at 33.5, and get reasonable sun through the winter. That’s something to keep in mind if we move.
Every site gives me a different reading so let’s try this one 43Β°33’S. I think this means that our North American counterparts would be Oregon, Idaho, Iowa, South Dakota.
Wisconsin etc. The northern most parts of New Zealand would be closer to you in latitude. Our winter is a real mixture but is when we get the most rain. According to this site http://www.christchurch.climatemps.com/sunlight.php Christchurch is sunny 45.4% of daylight hours. The remaining 54.6% of daylight hours are likely cloudy or with shade, haze or low sun intensity.
Thank you for all that detail. I have never lived that far from the equator, but am pretty sure that I would miss the sunshine terribly.
I am sure you would. One of the silliest aspects of fewer sunshine hours is that when we do get sunshine, we feel compelled to do the laundry so that it can dry in the sun. We forget to enjoy the sun because we are washing!
I am one who thinks that line dried clothes and linens are one of the finer things in life, so I’d be doing the same. Ha, but Lou and I don’t feel compelled to change clothes and sheets often, so our laundry load is small.
Hooray for small laundry loads. I am working on that, and learning the art of sponge cleaning and airing clothes.Materials matter too eg woollen socks stay cleaner longer than other socks. Oh, and like you I do prefer line dried clothes. π
Lovely poem. I can feel your delight at rising from the shadow of winter. Happy Spring. πΈ
It feels so good, Julie. I’d roll in the grass like my Jack if I could. π Well, I could roll but I would have trouble getting up again.
I agree with LaVagabonde!!! We have entered Autumn and ask you to send Spring back to us in due time…
It will be returned, refreshed from its southern sojourn. π