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In the words of Tom Lehrer: Spring again… 10 April 2010

Posted by uggclogs in Happiness, Life, Travelling.
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Spring is a many splendored thing. And I tend to forget the amazing coming to life of the North European countries during this time.

I arrived two weeks ago, when bitterly cold winds were gushing around corners, when I thanked the foresight that I had had in bringing my winter coat as I was standing at the ferry terminal, teeth nearly chattering.

It is worth noting here, of course, that I have been extremely spoilt of late – I have not been around for any truely cold winters for a while. Vietnam seldom has minus degrees, at least in Hanoi, and we left Australia just before winter took hold before that.

So any cold is a shock to my system. Yet there were little signs of hope already on those first days: the crocuses were about to wither and the daffodils were in full, yellow glory in the fields. The ones around the house were also getting along fast, and were just about to burst open when we left last week. Before leaving, though, I witnessed many avian courtships in the garden, and I even spotted the year’s first rabbit happily chomping away on the grass.

The fields were quickly filling with lambs, little fuzzy looking things on short, stocky legs, fluttering their long tails as they drank their fill from their mothers.

Britain seemed just those few steps further along, though, with leaves bursting out of their buds, bushes flowering, and birds on nests tending their eggs. We could cycle along the Thames in the sunshine today, and we lunched outside.

If you have never really lived in a cold climate, where the world seems to die over winter, you will never truely understand the magnificence of nature coming to life again. Perhaps it is similar in extremely dry areas after rains. It is magnificent.

Yesterday, we drank tea on the back porch and saw the first butterfly. Today we saw countless more. It feels as if it is a change from one day to the next – everything bursts with energy, and it is no wonder how spring brings around love and hormones. I mean, in the words of Cole Porter: let’s do it, let’s fall in love.

That is spring to me.

It is best described by the yearly occurance all through the Netherlands when the cattle that has been held inside for months on end over winter is first released back into the fields: they leap and jump, and are said to dance for joy of being outside again. I hope you will get to see that, too, one day.


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