Equinoxotic
Mar. 19th, 2006 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Isn’t the world strange and wonderful? Friday night cursing of winter-never-ending turns into sunny Sunday planting of radishes, corn-flowers and tomatoes (next week: courgettes, lupins, and chick-peas), coat-less for the first time, noting that the spinach and marigolds and cauliflowers from last year are still growing, slowly.
That boundless optimism that only comes with light coupled with warmth, the feeling that nothing can ever be bad again, that from Tuesday until September, all is bright bliss and incipient heat. The natural equality of day and night far more important than the man-made British Summertime of next weekend.
That boundless optimism that only comes with light coupled with warmth, the feeling that nothing can ever be bad again, that from Tuesday until September, all is bright bliss and incipient heat. The natural equality of day and night far more important than the man-made British Summertime of next weekend.