Thursday, 31 March 2011

Regarding the Coming of Spring

On the first of March, a large flock of spring birds arrived in the area. Now everything is coming to life. It is intensely wonderful. This winter has seemed a long one to me, and though I do not resent it, I do not mind its passing.

I am looking forward to the Removal of Much Clutter from my house and basement. We have many boxes of Things Which We Do Not Need, and these must be disposed of. I have come to realise that once I have let something live in the basement for six years without missing it, I probably have no use for it anymore. I hope to be rid of many things over the weeks to come; then, perhaps, we can move far, far away.

Sunday, 6 March 2011

Regarding the Weather of Late

There came a point, about two or three days ago now, where I began to believe that the cold grip of winter had almost released us from its grasp and spring was on its way. In actual fact, the truth was nothing close to my assumption.

It rained for perhaps fifteen hours (I was asleep for some of this presumed time) in fits and starts, and then rained a bit more. But when the snow had nearly melted from the persistent downpour, the air became cold once again and the drizzle turned to fluffy white flakes! Now we have several inches of snow on the ground and it shows no sign of wishing to melt. I am mildly confused, but still looking forward to the inevitable spring rains which must be on their way.

In regard to poetical and artistic endeavours - I have been most unproductive in these respects. I am ashamed to say that when I sit down, pencil in hand and notebook on lap, the words seize up and refuse to arrange themselves in a rhythmically pleasing fashion. I hope that this affliction shall soon be eased, and when it is I shall be sure to display the results of my flood of creativity.