The trees are budding out and evolving into shaped green leaves. They are getting bigger and thicker by the day. Plant shoots are now a few inches high. And yet I'm sitting here with a throw over my lap because it's cold outside.
This is uncustomary. Normally by this point in time the nights are getting warmer. and you're finding yourself throwing off the covers in the wee hours of the morning. But that is not yet happening.
We are all anxiously anticipating the warm rays of the sun, warming our backs and growing our flowers.
Yet the birds follow their instincts and have been building their nests in my yard, in my bird houses. They sit on top of the rooftops and keep vigil over their prized eggs inside. They are not waiting for warmth to carry out their annual rituals like the rest of us are.
Families are looking forward to trips to the beach and fun in the sun, which hasn't happened on schedule as it typically does. They are checking off dates on their calendars for park concerts and other music events, such as TD Music Deals, where you can get exclusive access to concert offers.
Where mom will bring an old quilt and spread it out with a picnic basket, and the children will run willy-nilly till the music begins.
Couples will be nodding their heads to the melody, arms around one another, love still brand spanking new, sipping wine from cups.
All the summer events we so look forward to. The 4th of July and fireworks. Trips to the beach where we walk in the sand. Vacations near and far.
But most of all, we are anxiously awaiting the blooms that will eventually top the stems. And watch the buds unfold so gracefully that is almost like watching the ballet put on a show.
We are at the whims of nature, and the calendar will not reflect what is happening now. But nature is the most beautiful of things, and when it does decide to peek its head fully out of the clutches of winter, it will be a magnificent sight. It will happen. But it will be on its own time frame.
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”― John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
Java Talk Topic
Tomorrow we are going to discuss dreams. We can pontificate on what we think they mean. Put it up for discussion and see what others think it means.
Whether we dream in color. Anything dream related is the topic.
We can tell the story of some of our strangest or most compelling dreams. Whether our dreams are detailed or vague.
I think people's dreams are very interesting. Something that is beyond our control, yet comes from our brain for whatever reason.
Should be fun and perhaps bring us some laughs. And who knows, some may be titillating. However, they won't be mine!
Menopause ended that type of dream for me. Just flew the coop never to return. But hey, take that out of the equation and it makes life a whole lot easier!