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coffee grounds, peelings and eggshells, a brisk northwest wind sliced into my freshly-shaved face. It wasn't really terribly cold---low to mid thirties---but walking straight into the 15 mile per hour wind made the "feels like" temperature down around 20 degrees. My first impulse was to walk faster so I could get back inside my warm home as quickly as possible. And then---I reconsidered and slowed down.
The wind was cold but the air was clean and I sucked it in and tasted spring. There, in the pines, a brilliant red cardinal was defying the chill and singing his heart out trying to persuade a drab female that "he's the one". Over there, purple crocuses had pushed through the leaf litter and over by the drive our forsythia was just beginning to show yellow.
The day will come when I would give much to once again make this chilly walk, taste this cold clean air and marvel at the birds and blossoms that are mine today for the bargain price of just an extra minute or so. If I am lucky, memory will allow me to reclaim it.
Carpe diem, y'all.
cilla4progress
(24,723 posts)Thanks for the reminder.
tblue37
(65,269 posts)BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazedand gazedbut little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Atticus
(15,124 posts)littlemissmartypants
(22,628 posts)c-rational
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(22,628 posts)erronis
(15,216 posts)I'm getting a bit rickety so my walks are shorter and more careful. But after each one, no matter how short or long, I come back with a new perspective and interest in my environment.
PWPippinesq
(195 posts)i have often thought how different our messy world might be if more people had access to and could appreciate open skies, verdant forests and flowering meadows. Perhaps, in another world.
padah513
(2,498 posts)It does work that way if you let it. For a lot of years I lived on an old ranch on the coast outside a small town north of San Francisco. The first time I went there the silence was deafening, but I got used to it and it became normal and has stuck with me. I live in a different place now with it's own version of silence. But If I stop for a second and listen I can still hear that quiet silence near the ocean.
FakeNoose
(32,610 posts)At least not on cold mornings.
ancianita
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CaliforniaPeggy
(149,560 posts)Yours is a great gift. Thank you for sharing it with all of us lucky enough to know you.
MustLoveBeagles
(11,587 posts)This is a beautiful post. 💕
Stuart G
(38,414 posts)Joe Nation
(962 posts)Probably not looking for a mate unless it was a yearling.
wnylib
(21,417 posts)he's happily mated and just expressing his happiness.
11 Bravo
(23,926 posts)with words, thoughts, and feelings.
I enjoy your posts.
BlueTexasMan
(165 posts)Well done.
jaxexpat
(6,813 posts)Here in the sunny, sandy first coast of the previous century's vacation paradise the cardinals are accompanied by the mighty wrens and thunderstorms. I didn't realize how much spellcheck actually hated crocuses.
AmBlue
(3,107 posts)I felt like I was there. Thank you for sharing.
xxqqqzme
(14,887 posts)recall soaking up winter so I could feel it again in a hot, humid July day. I discovered being able to find some stored January relief in July. Thanks for the memory.
Sogo
(4,986 posts)It took us right to the moment.....
rlegro
(338 posts)I was out at our compost bin this very morning, It was raining and about 35 degrees F, but othewise I had your very experience. The male cardinal here apparently won his song contest, because I saw him with his new girl friend later in the day taking turns at our feeder. And the chipmunks came out for the first time this season, scouting our yard at warp speed. Lovely, rich, nature reawakening.
DFW
(54,325 posts)There was a lot going on here yesterday, as hou might imagine.
Suffice it to say the diem got carped.
MiHale
(9,712 posts)Enjoying the simple things in life.
PittBlue
(4,223 posts)Scrivener7
(50,932 posts)hwmnbn
(4,279 posts)May all our lives be spent there.
Thank you Atticus.
Baitball Blogger
(46,697 posts)"The wind was cold but the air was clean and I sucked it in and tasted spring"
niyad
(113,205 posts)even what seem like small things. They feed our souls. So glad you had that moment, and shared it.