Dear Mother Earth,
I love the change of seasons.
I need them.
The mud and mess of early spring morphing into the lush multi hued splendor of summer transitioning to the contrast of autumn: warm colors meets cool weather. I even need that crisp splendor of a true winter. Blinding white snow, breathtaking cold. The kind that sends me burrowing into my cave of covers, hands shivering around a steaming mug of tea.
What I don't need is this grey sludge. The slap of freezing wind when I open the door. The icicles no longer glitter merrily, they sparkle menacingly as I trudge beneath them to the mailbox, each one threatening to pin me to the frozen landscape.
'Tis well past the time for you to turn over a new leaf. I had my time to love the beauty of stark naked branches against an icy sky. I am well into my hatred of dreary darkness, wet socks and numb fingers.
It's time to gain a few more minutes of sunlight, to lose the ridiculous amount of layers I'm wearing to keep from getting frostbite.
Turn a little faster, please, Mother dear, it is time for another season. I need it.
This perfectly sums up this time of year. Gorgeous imagery.
ReplyDeleteThat was great. I really liked it. I totally feel that way right now, but it may finally be happening where I am.
ReplyDeleteI think whatever fifth season we get out of disasters and global warming won't be too fun. I'll shovel, rake my roof and collect icicles the length of my leg for now. If I complain, I'm afraid I'll get it even worse next time I open the door.
ReplyDeleteIts not mother earth you should be speaking to. Its those damn thieving antipodean convicts. They've nicked the light and its taking us time to claim it back.
ReplyDeleteA very nice written piece though Jax.
Ready for spring!
ReplyDeleteAh, if wishes were horses! There's no grey sludgy slush here yet. We may have a thaw on Tuesday and then there will be a mess. I find the second hardest time (excluding dark December)is usually March and part of April. Rain and mud and waiting for buds to open.
ReplyDelete@Diane - I'm looking forward to the thaw here too. I can handle mud & muck, at least I won't freeze.
ReplyDelete@Gareth - Rally the troops! The end is in sight, we will be victorious!
@John - A fifth season? What should we call it?I think Apocalypse might be a bit overdone.
@Ken - I know where the mud appropriate clothes are, and I'm ready to put them to use.
@Icy and Casi - thank you!
Lovely sense of February's frustrations...like it!
ReplyDeleteI loved the razor sharp shift in tone between your 1st and 2nd paragraphs
ReplyDeleteYes, winter's all fun and games until an icicle takes out an eye. Good luck with your lovely letter to Mother Nature. I hope she replies with some sunshine!
ReplyDeleteYou have nailed perfectly my thoughts on recent weather!
ReplyDeleteWhenever I mourn the lack of seasons here in So Cal, I'm reminded of how sucky they can be and I perk right up. Nice piece this week, Jax. :)
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, I totally relate. I am pleased as punch to hear we're getting a bit of warm weather here at the end of this week1
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