Posts Tagged ‘springtime’

Jaws 2 Movie Poster

That’s how the movie “Jaws 2,” the sequel to the original blockbuster was advertised: Just When You Thought It Was Safe to go Back in the Water.” And that’s how I would describe our weather lately. Let me explain.

After a week of being warm enough at night to sleep without blankets I finally bit the bullet and opened my bedroom window. Not much—only a couple of inches. Just enough to let in some fresh air into the room. The window had been closed since last October, and I wanted to air it out.

So far, so good. But in the week and a half since I opened it, we have had sunshine, rain, and a little snow. Even now, when it’s 45° outside, I’m wearing a sweater as I write. And for the past 3 nights I’ve used not one but two blankets at night.

But here’s the thing: I’m not complaining. That’s just the way things are in the springtime here in Rochester. My ex told me that one year she was greeted by snow and an ice-storm on her birthday…which is in the second week in May.

We’ve already had crocuses in the garden, and now the daffodils and tulips are taking their turns. So I think I’m safe in assuming that spring has finally arrived—especially since the ice is all gone from the neighbor’s swimming pool. To be sure, we’re still going to have some cool nights and chilly mornings.

But that’s why God invented tea. And afternoon naps. But mostly tea.

As always, thanks for reading.

 

“  April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.”
–T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land

It’s springtime in Rochester, and that means sunshine, rain, snow, and ice—sometimes in the same week, sometimes in the same day.  But the garden persists, giving us not lilacs (that should be next month) but rather crocuses, daffodils, and even a tulip or two.

Another result of the warmer weather is I can no longer let the pets nap on my bed, as warm temperatures also bring fleas. And no amount of flea treatment gets ride of them. So I’m sorry, Macy, and I’m sorry, Moe, but we’ll do this again next winter.

Stacey and I went to the food bank on Tuesday, then spent the rest of the day together. Grocery shopping, picking up prescriptions, getting a few art supplies, and topping it off with a lovely stir-fry at Stacey’s place. I even had the chance to play with Fyona, Stacey’s golden doodle.

We’ve had a couple of days in the 70’s, so I think it’s safe to say yes, spring is finally here.