Thursday, August 15, 2013

Seasonal shifts



Last night I slept curtains drawn with my window to the garden wide open. The quality of the air that filtered through the space at 5am this morning was different. How do I define it?  Of course, I have noticed the birds are already more active at an earlier hour – round 4.45 am.  Spring is on the way. But this change did not have to do with what I heard. I inhaled a nuanced scent – a freshness, a newness. The draft that touched my cheeks was bracing not chilly. Just a shift on a minutely spaced scale. 
Sprays of creamy blossom on the buddleja are unfolding. Clusters of buds are poking out among the green spears of the clivias.


                                                              

1 comment:

SmilingSally said...

Hello!

I've popped in to see how you're doing, and I see that you are just fine. Mmm, that fresh air sounds so good.

Have a nice day, Eleanor.