Where I live, in California’s bay area, there is basically
only one season.
Lucky us, the season is SPRING.
It goes something like this:
Bay area summer = Spring with morning fog
Bay area fall = Spring without the morning fog
Bay area winter = Spring with some rain
Bay area spring = well, just spring
I have dealt with this boring blessing by creating
seasonality in artificial ways.
Example—
I change the bed’s quilt, and thus my bed reflects seasonality.
SUMMER^
FALL^
SPRING^
The cats are perennial.
It occurred to me that the stories I write are similar. My
life is a steady road with mini-bumps for variety. The stories are life accentuated,
outlined, marked with eye-popping swatches of drama.
The bed frame is akin to the daily discipline of writing, and the cats (i.e., the stand-ins for the
narrator who is me) are the constant sentient beings. The quilts serve to delineate the titles from each other.
Thus, stories are life with spicy seasoning.
🌻Happy Spring🌻
10 comments:
Your writing life looks sweet with the perennial mews! Happy spring!
Glad you've found such a fun way to enjoy each season. And I like you season analogy to writing. I feel so blessed to live somewhere where the seasons are definitely distinct. I love the beautiful leaf colors in the fall, the peaceful, softly falling snow in the winter, the joyous anticipation of flower bulbs in the spring, and the shorts-and-sleeveless-shirt enjoyment of summer. It's good that people can enjoy living in all kinds of different places.
You need to visit Iowa in the winter when it's -20!
Love the different quilts!
~Tina
Tina, it's a sunny 82 degrees here today and it's March 22nd :)
Here in New England we are well-known for our changing seasons, sometimes seemingly experiencing them all in one day! I always find it a relief to herald in the warmer seasons. Happy spring!
Interesting that you think there's only one season in northern California. After the last two unusually warm days for March, I said to my husband, "I didn't even get to wear my winter gear!" When I lived on Maui, there were even more subtle changes that visitors to the islands generally didn't detect. But we residents certainly noticed them.
Eternal Spring: yet another reason I want to move to California! I usually visited it in theoretical Winter, but I remember San Francisco's thick morning fog in January and February.
Surprising, Barbara, as the daily morning fog is much more a bay Area summer phenomenon.
Did you make the quilts?
Sue, I've embroidered and have restored weaves, but never quilted ;)
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