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Embracing This Change



I do not believe I have a favorite season of the year. Sometimes it takes a concerted effort but I attempt to enjoy all that they have to offer on any given day.

After the warmest winter on record in my area of the country, we are now returned to winter’s blustery winds and two brief deposits of snow. As I write, the sky is clear clean and blue; over the water, I can witness the dark, fierce clouds bringing more downpours.

The morning walk was dry; I was bundled against the wind in my wool hat, cold weather jacket and sunglasses.



The return of the freezing temperatures has cast the crocus to the ground, bent the bleeding hearts down, and left thousands of plum and forsythia blossoms on the pavement. The Governor and her advisers are talking about drought conditions this summer, and maybe this is just Nature’s way to keep fruit from setting in massive numbers with not enough water for success.

The dam is open at the inlet end and the powers that be are letting the tides cure the snail infestation in the lake. Mud flats or high tide of salt water washes in and out during the day. I do not like the smell of the mud flats at low tide, but can celebrate that so much litter and garbage has been cleaned off the bottom, even big logs that made it over the falls and I believe maybe there were the remains of one dead cow.

I will grow accustomed to the smell and am glad that powerful chemicals are not being used to eradicate the pesky invasive species. I wonder if even one person has stopped using bleach or harsh detergents in their laundry – has maybe at least one made a change? I fervently hope so.



A developer’s lobby has just gotten the environmental regulations relaxed on many of the State’s construction projects. According to my understanding, our Legislative body just pleased a few developers and put our State at least 4 years and more like 6 years behind on the economic recovery. I am feeling as though my voice is too weak – I need a clanging gong.

As the wind pushes the splatters against the pane, I add a sweater and button up. By leaving the computer, I am able to wander the house and warm my feet with movement. Over the Lake, hundreds of seagulls play on the up and down drafts. It is a game and this is their bliss. I raise my arms and glide, imagining the feeling and am carried away.

If I resist and complain, what have I lost and what have I gained? Yes, the blossoms defeated made me sad and I wish they were going to be there to delight my senses another day, and maybe it is the right thing in the long run. If I curse the weather for my discomfort I will just be a noise with no relief.



It is the edge of spring and it is full of winter reminders. Just as each season does not arrive with a line drawn in the sand, it is more of a tease, I need to ebb and flow my expectations and wardrobe. Today I need to raise my arms play and glide upon the wind – it might just be the right thing to do.

How do you feel about the changing seasons? Do you resist or glide? How do you feel when someone spends so much money to get what they want and not consider all the possibilities and outcomes? Do you ever wonder if you have assisted in making a change happen?

The beautiful spring photographs on this post are from Geek Girl’s lovely recent adventure and I am so appreciative that she shared them with me, so I can enjoy each blossom with repeated pleasure.



20 Responses to “Embracing This Change”

  1. Tony Single Says:

    It depends on the changing season as to what I’ll do to deal with it, Patricia. :)

    I do love when autumn sets in with all its earthy tones, black tree trunks and muted colours. It’s like everything else has dialled down its hues so that the fallen leaves’ last fiery gasp of life can be payed the proper respect. The deep reds, oranges and browns are defiant flashes in the face of impending death.

    And then winter covers over everything in a cold, impersonal blanket of blankness. It’s as if my world has been deleted. I will have to endure until spring when newness returns, making everything before it seem like a hazy, crazy man’s dream. See? It’s not the end of the world after all.

    And then summer comes along to wilt spring’s hard work. Wither and curl. The heat is oppressive, the humidity stifling. I don’t want to move. I yearn for my old buddy autumn again. All is forgiven, autumn, all is forgiven.
    .-= Tony Single´s last blog ..These I Love =-.

  2. vered | blogger for hire Says:

    The only season I resist is winter… but then I always give up and accept. What choice do I have?

  3. Patricia Says:

    Beautiful thoughts and creative imagery. I do feel more hopeful in the spring. I am concerned that all my work on justice issues and green issues did not play well with our law makers, who are done today for another year….am I back to square one.

    I think I am relinquishing my resistance to hoping for a certain outcome….I think if the early blooming and return of winter would have kept the blossoms giving out hope awhile longer. Gliding on the up draft.

  4. Betsy Wuebker Says:

    Hi Patricia – Minnesota winter does not go quietly, either. We learn not to get too excited about spring. The days zig-zag in between the two seasons, and we lay bets on ice out, which zig-zags back and forth from year to year as well. It’s no wonder we go off our nuts every March when civilization elsewhere is in the throes of new life. 😀
    .-= Betsy Wuebker´s last blog ..What I Should Have Said =-.

  5. Patricia Says:

    I was so sad to see that in only three days all the blossoms were knocked down – this spring season is way too, too early this year…crocus and daffodils in February and now this hard, cold March which is quite usual???
    I am also worried about the legislature finishing up today in our state, the folks there were heavily lobbied by developers (in the high millions) to let go of the “green/leed” standards so they could go ahead and build tons of things without architects, engineers and permits. They were winning yesterday, which will mean in the long run there will be no new money coming into the state and will put architect, etc at least 6 years behind in being shovel ready….but we only had 1 fellow lobbying and lots and lots of volunteers – like me. Of course, my partner is a design/green architect – He may have to lay off another employee tomorrow if they close session without resolution…and the 2 medium (30-50) sized firms have already closed their doors.
    The last building he went for the other architects competing were from Chicago, St. Louis, San Francisco and Texas (?) None of them qualify for the Green standards here… it is very frustrating.

  6. Talon Says:

    Spring is easy to love as it offers renewal after the winter. Summer has many joys so it, too, so it is easy to love. Autumn, though it makes me the most melancholy, is also easy to love because even as everything is preparing to sleep, it somehow rejuvenates me. Winter, however, is like the nasty relative who always comes for a visit, stays a little too long, and annoys you the whole time. Still, they have their good qualities (which are always easier to appreciate from a distance).
    .-= Talon´s last blog ..Breathe… =-.

  7. jannie Funster Says:

    Oh! Of any bird I wish to be a seagull.

    Salt water my home.

    Cliffs. Trees to perch on.

    Forsythia under snow.

    But summer surely to come.

    .-= jannie Funster´s last blog ..Beautiful Austin, Texas — Through A Donut Hole =-.

  8. Patricia Says:

    Yes they all have good qualities and they all make me feel differently and see differently – that is why I have no favorites

  9. Patricia Says:

    Seagulls are interesting birds indeedy and they are the sanitation department of the water. I do love to watch them play in the up and down drafts…one of our cities biggest problems is all the seagull poop on the cars, people’s heads and park benches…it is a definite problem..

    nothing so lovely as donuts!

  10. Davina Says:

    This is beautifully poetic and lovely pics here, Patricia. I can almost smell spring through them. I welcome spring and summer with open arms. Autumn and winter I feel resistance to, but like Vered says, what choice do we have but to get used to it.
    .-= Davina´s last blog ..A Sacred Space Is Not Always Sunny =-.

  11. Dot Says:

    Nice writing! And the photos are a great breath of fresh air. I think spring unsettles everyone. Dana Stabenow, in her novels about life in rural Alaska, writes about “break-up,” when the ice on the rivers begins to thaw, being a time when folks go a little nuts. We usually have a winter/spring alternation here, too, during March and April. Right now we’re due for 2-3 inches of rain in two days. At least it’s not snow.

    I used to love spring and summer, until I moved to the DC area. Now I don’t love summer any more, just spring. I read once that people who live in places with no seasonal changes don’t live as long as those of us who do, so I face the challenges, even when they’re not as pleasant as the coming of spring.

  12. Catrien Ross Says:

    Patricia, thank you for your post and your questions about the changing seasons.
    Living here in the mountains of Japan has taught me acceptance of the seasons, and deep gratitude for what they bring. The splendor of the crocuses graced the garden last week; they were promptly buried beneath 35 cm of fresh snow. Snow is essential because it feeds the underground mountain spring that replenishes water for our well. The well provides us with all our water, year-round, every year. The natural cycles and rhythms of the seasons have returned me to the awareness of myself as part of all of this – and it a part of all of me. Thank you for sharing the beautiful photos. There is a photo of the crocus (before the snow) in my mountain garden on the Japanese blog of my bilingual website/blog. So please visit and enjoy this song of spring – there are many other pictures, too. Warm wishes from the mountains in Japan – Catrien Ross.

  13. Kay Lilland Says:

    And now a message from another view point. I never resisted the actual changes in weather (recently I am less than happy at the approaching 120 degree days in western AZ) but I resisted what humans would be doing as weather changed. I resist the retail displays of Xmas trees in October. I resist the spring/summer influx of CA boaters who spend $600 at one fill-up for one day’s fuel for their power boats.

    To Dot: Since I was never interested in a LONG life, I’m glad to be where the seasonal changes are minor and my lifespan is shorter!

  14. Mama Zen Says:

    I glide.

    And, I must say, this is beautifully written. Such a soothing tone.
    .-= Mama Zen´s last blog ..Seahorsey! =-.

  15. Patricia Says:

    Yes it is best to embrace the seasons, I think, because there is not much choice – but daffodils in February here makes me question what is going on. Thank you for your kind words.

    Thank you. I am having trouble with the heat of summer myself – wow and I live here because we usually do not have over 90’F but that is changing…it makes it hard.

    Catrien Ross,
    Welcome and thank your for stopping by and commenting. The photos are from my IT girl, because I did not catch the blossoms before the wind storm here. They are lovely. I truly have water on my mind these days. We used to have lovely artesian well water in our neighborhood, now we have pumped in drinking water full of chlorine! I think of the spring beauty of Japan and believe it must be beautiful. We will need the snow here too to avoid drought. Thank you for sharing.

    And you have taught your Godchildren well about when to resist.
    Do you miss the view of the sail boats on the Bay?

    Mama Zen
    You do glide. Thank you for your kind words.

  16. Hilary Says:

    Hi Patricia .. this year has been too terrible – cold and snowy – but I’m sure it’s partly because I’m spending time with Mum.

    The weather varies so much .. in 1948 the temperature here was 23.4 deg C???? on that day it was – 5 deg C in 2010. About 10 years ago .. we had 30 deg C at the end of March on Mother’s Day (tomorrow is our MD this year) … 1962/63 was an incredibly cold winter here in the UK .. so variations have always occurred.

    I love your pics – or Geek Girl’s! – I have to say April – May – June here probably .. lots of colour, greens, and it’s warmer ..

    Today it is warmer thank goodness .. hope things get easier up your end of the world .. think about all the good things of life – all the best and hugs .. Hilary
    .-= Hilary´s last blog ..Women – how much education have women had in the past 2,000 years? =-.

  17. Chris Edgar Says:

    Hi Patricia — I don’t know if I’ve said this before but I like the stream-of-consciousness style you have here — I feel really immersed in your direct experience, as opposed to hearing a story about it, which is the case for most writing. It’s definitely exciting.

  18. Patricia Says:

    Yesterday we got 2 inches of rain during the day – some hail and the mountains have received 21 inches of snow this weekend! I just think it is way to early and I hate having all the spring flowers destroyed. I so love flowers and the colours of spring. Attempting to embrace this odd season and the loss.

    Thank you I appreciate your good and kind words. There is a synchronicity that comes when I write like this – but it does not just flow everyday. I too like it.

  19. J.D. Meier Says:

    The smell of Spring is in the air and it’s always so refreshing.

    I always like the way Spring wakes me from a rut.
    .-= J.D. Meier´s last blog ..Information Overload is Not the Problem – It’s Filter Failure =-.

  20. Patricia Says:

    I love the splashing through the ruts in spring…spring forward…make big changes happen. I seem to be surrounded right now by folks who are in resistance.