Monday, January 09, 2006

Winter's Deceit

today was so spring-like that the squirrels were fooled into opening their wimter cache and birds were happily singing to the sun. people were walking in shirt-sleeves, and i was "as restless as a willow in a windstorm"...no one seemed concerned that the winter seemed too brief...

january in new york can be fickle, offering promises of spring only to hit you between the eyes with worst of winter days. maybe it's global warming, maybe spikes from the sun... but last year we had the same promise of a tepid winter and then were walloped with one of the coldest and snowiest winters ever...

as for me, i welcome the worst/best that winter can bring...let me sit out in the snow storm and catch flakes on my tongue. let the wind rip at all the exposed extremities. let me plow paths through the deep drifts and make angels in the snow...

birds amd squirrels and people beware...winters in new york are deliberately deceptive...and just whe you begin to trust to the promise of an early spring, the full treachery of winter is unleashed. be prepared....

1 comment:

Thom De Plume said...

"And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!"

Work without Hope
Samuel Taylor Coleridge. 1772–1834