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Tuesday, 14 March 2017

Spring is Sprung (well, almost)

The hubs and I come from country/farming backgrounds.  Spring in the country meant the sound of water rushing through the culverts, fiddlehead ferns growing along the sides of the concession roads and deep muddy ruts in the lane.  It meant starlings making nests in the mailboxes and that wonderful electric feeling of life stirring everywhere.  You could smell life on the Spring breezes.
We have been city dwellers for our entire married life (going on 43 years).  The signs of Spring are quite different in the city.  The first indication is the wet spots on the sidewalks from the snow melting alongside and running over the concrete.  Garbage and lost mittens start to poke through the filthy, gravelly snow.  Homeowners start scratching around their tiny city yards with rakes and balance on ladders to clean their windows.  Housewives feel compelled to do a thorough Spring cleaning.  Cars are run through the car wash to get rid of the winter muck and salt.  Here and there brave crocus and snowdrops poke through the black, wet earth.  In the air is the smell of diesel from the buses and traffic picks up as everyone wants out in the warmer air.  There is still that electric feeling that you feel in your middle but also a feeling of sadness, restlessness and, strangely, a sort of homesickness. 
I guess that’s the definition of Spring….excitement, sadness, restlessness and a homesickness for ...something…who knows what.

22 comments:

  1. I am glad that your Spring has very almost sprung. I always feel excitement, but no sadness. I love the vibrants greens, the growth and the scent in the air...
    Our autumn is still flirting with us, but is at least hinting she will move in soon.

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    1. Almost...just a few more days. Of course, we just got blasted with one more shot of winter over night. Drat.

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  2. That's sad that you feel sad. Are you homesick for the countryside, maybe?

    I feel a bit sad in the late fall because the weather gets bad and I think about how long it will be until spring. I love spring; the only sad part has been since my father died, because he was very ill all through springtime. The two things are now linked and probably always will be.

    I loved the visual of city homeowners scratching around their tiny yards with rakes - so funny when you put it that way.

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    1. Quite possibly I am homesick for the country or for my youth..or both.

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    1. Thank you joeh...I always feel that a great deal of care and thought has gone into your posts as well.

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  4. I live in a leafy suburb close to the city, so I smell trees and flowers and fresh cut grass when spring comes around, then things bloom and the hayfever sets in so I smell nothing until the pollens are over.
    For me though, the best smell is salty ocean air. Any time of year I feel more alive when I can smell the ocean.

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    1. That is something I have never experienced. I have never smelled the ocean.

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    2. The ocean smells like dead fish. Dead rotten fish. At least when you're on the beach it does :)

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    3. Well then....I guess I'm not missing all that much.

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    4. Australian beaches do not smell like dead rotting fish.
      After an occasional king tide (about once a year) there are huge piles of seaweed which begin to smell if they are left too long, but we have people with machines to take care of that and usually the beaches are cleared well before any stink takes over.

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    5. So....one persons beach is not necessarily another persons beach.

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  5. I live in a town, not a city, and am surrounded by farms, many of which are not farmed. Thankfully, I never have the need to do spring cleaning.

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    1. I have felt the urge to do spring cleaning but I find if I just go and sit down with a cup of coffee and put my feet up that nasty feeling goes away.

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  6. Spring blizzards are such a problem, though.

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    1. Yep...we had one last night..more to come they tell us. Meanwhile the pussy willows are budding and there are buds on the forsythia.

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    2. If you have a copy, or maybe your library might...of the 3rd edition of C.S. Lewis's the Pilgrim Regress....in his afterward on page 202 he describes longing....it is a long and wonderful several page passage...and clipping part may be confusing, but to interest you who says "something...I know not what.." I will quote a bit of it here.
      "The experience is one of intense longing...though the sense of want is acute and even painful, yet the mere wanting is felt to be somehow a delight… This hunger is better than any other fullness; this poverty better than all other wealth. And thus it comes about, that if the desire is long absent, it may itself be desired, and that new desiring becomes a new instance of the original desire, although the subject may not at once recognize the fact and thus cries out for his lost youth of soul at the very moment in which he is being rejuvenated. This sounds complicated, but it is simple when we live it. “Oh to feel as I did then!” we cry; not noticing that even while we say the words the very feeling whose loss we lament is rising again in all its old bitter-sweetness. For this sweet Desire cuts across our ordinary distinctions between wanting and having. To have it is, by definition, a want: to want it, we find, is to have it."

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    3. Wow...you need to read that more than once to soak it all in. How very profound.

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  7. I was also from the country. Sounds and smells were spring personified. Since we have moved from an urban neighborhood to here, the air is filled night and day with spring. Heard frogs singing first time in almost 30 years.

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    1. I love the sound of frogs singing....before they built out behind us it was a full scale orchestra.

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  8. I have to say, I was out on a Spring like day just walking around the local neighbourhood and taking in the sights of some good looking gardens filled with flowers such as daffodils, primroses and some of the blossom trees were flowering too.
    It all looked very good...
    I only hope it may continue a little longer ... but we may still experience cooler days, with rain, wind, snow, ice who knows. I just take a good day when I can ...

    All the best Jan

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    1. Yes, enjoy it while you can. Mother Nature s a fickle old broad.

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