Cold as Can Be

A morning venture out into the yonder and from the outskirts to the riverside and so forth it was and is very cold for this time of the year.

An Excursion within the Season

An excursion it was heading downtown, regardless of the weather. Leaving and heading to a few destinations that I am very familiar with. Within the indoors there was a marvel of areas from which to render.

For now just a mere few. However, as ironic as it may seem there was much dialogue that went with all of this. At temperature nearing below zero in both Fahrenheit and Celsius. Within the indoors is where I rendered some. Indoors it is within this time of the year. And placing some context within the season as well as the vantages of places.

Yet the sun did shine.

~ Sping is Here ~

Spring is here, and that is what it looks just down the street where I so often pick up fast food.

In a different manner to each and every one of us, however in some manner we all do share something with the change of seasons regardless of where we reside. I know there are people from all corners of the world that write on here. Several of the words that came to mind where. Hold on let me see if I can open up this old post and see what they were...

I found it and can do it! So here they are:

~ A new beginning and bright sunshine by Toni, ~ Refreshing by Norma, ~ Warm weather without as much rain, by Rev Scott, ~Intense colours, aromes, movements everywhere, feeling the sun on my skin, recharging with good vibes on the top of a pyramid. from Mati,  ~ Renewal from Jo, Growth from Dee, Rejuvenation from Danielle, ~ A chance for change from Lorna, and ~ A cool morning breeze while in the sun. And then bouncy! Well let spring bounce right in!  I think they say how we feel with the change of climate.

Probably more so for those that live in areas that climates have a more varying change. Regardless I find that the length of time is something which is grand, it all depends I suppose on where you live but the days are getting longer.

What is so interesting is that we all come from different places and have different views as we don't all share the same climate however we do share something with the change of season. In Australia they are going into what they call their fall during a period of one of the harshest hot spells that have taken place in years. In Mexico, they are coming into what is the windy and storm stricken time, and then in California they have more of a climate that is like Mexico where if I am right this is the time where it's kind of a costal climate.  Montreal is a climate that is what is called a continental climate, which means you have a different system going through all the time, much like several areas such as Chicago, Detroit.  And then here in Alberta we have what is called a prairie climate with a touch of Chinooks that come from the Rocky Mountains. Similar to Montana to some extent.

The one thing that I will never state is the "S" word at this time and I am referring to that white stuff that we are tired of - not all of us as some have never seen the "S".

But welcome people as spring has Sprung. Now the Grass just has to rise!

Awaiting Spring

I am not sure about you but I am tired of this last winter. I can't wait for spring. There are so many things I found during spring. I miss spring, I look forward to it. Here again I had to go into my old blog as I don't have all the pictures I have taken.

By the time multiply started there was it was hard to get back some of the pictures in a resoluton that came out in a manner that gave some vantage of spring and as well summer.

But I am not sure about you - I am really looking forward to it. Meanwhile now we change our time by one hour with the exception of some areas that don't and then the next day is daylight savings time.

A Prayer in Spring
  
 
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.

For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.

Robert Frost