Sunday, 26 March 2017
It is the season of rebirth, but I expect it will be a while before we see much green. There have been years when the snowdrops were up at this point, but not this one.
As Jeanne and I noted yesterday, Christmas was exactly three months ago. We barbecued on Christmas Eve, but not yesterday. Will see if it's nice enough to do so on Easter, which is still three weeks away.
Saturday, 18 March 2017
Most of the snow clearing gets done at night, now. Cost cutting reasons, I suppose, which also may lie behind the massive mess on Tuesday night when hundreds of people were stuck on major autoroutes.
Subcontractors were responsible for keeping the stretch of highway clear, but didn't have as the trucks and other equipment available they were supposed to have working. The huge tie-up was aggravated by lack of coordination and refusal of people in authority to take the initiative to get things taken care of.
Sad, as 45 would say.
Saturday, 11 March 2017
Amazing the way we all change the most intimate details of our lives when the world goes from Standard Time to Daylight Savings Time and back again. But time is really not as capricious as that. It rolls on, indifferent to our cares. The rocks in my sort-of Inukshuk come up for air as the season heads for spring, and tiny tips of green begin to show where the snowdrops will burst forth a couple of weeks from now.
Saturday, 4 March 2017
In the southern hemisphere, it's fall, not spring. For a long time I thought the Tom Jobim song, The Waters of March referred to our season, but it turns out that the spring rains in Brazil announce a massive change for the better, the greening of the world after the hot summer. Here's what the original sounds like. A wonderful song that can span the globe from top to bottom!