The last remnants of winter appear to have melted away while moving into March. The stark and bare trees that were crying out desperately for relief from the cold have sprouted new leaves and look ready to tackle the horrendously warm summer that is threatening to roast people in their own perspiration. All of this hasn’t escaped the notice of the local avian population as they’ve been embarking on the mission to procreate. This evening, while I was travelling, I noticed the many nests nestled cosily among the now considerably less withered branches of the beautiful trees lining the road. Birdie love has been quietly tailing spring, and is now distinctly making its mark in the form of several additional chirping voices.
This is all very good news indeed as it may help abate fears of a dwindling bird population in the city. The trees themselves have been looking very, very attractive, especially with their extremely sexy way of reaching out to the stars while blossoming into vivid shades of green, with noticeable spots of yellow or red that indicate flowers present in their rightful places. Their limits tend towards infinity. And yes, I’m quite aware of my infatuation for these beauties; you don’t need to point out that I actually used the word ‘sexy’ to describe them.
I wasn’t all that surprised to find many birdie couples courting each other to glory. You could tell that they were aching to find some privacy atop parapets to proclaim their ardent affection for each other that is to last throughout the season. I didn’t feel that it would be very courteous to intrude on their moment together, so I averted my curious eyes elsewhere.
Now that my birdie friends are well-settled in their lives, I suppose I can heave a sigh of relief and feel exuberant on their behalf. But yes, I miss the winter and the cold numbness of the toes and fingers that comes with it. I miss the subtle chill in the air that makes me wish I could indeed fly and speed through the cool misty winds. The departing cold always leaves me feeling colder than ever and it seems that it will be ages before I can greet an old friend once again. It happens every year, and I still haven’t learnt to ignore this unsettling feeling that pulls my spirits down. And they say spring makes people happier. Hah.
This is all very good news indeed as it may help abate fears of a dwindling bird population in the city. The trees themselves have been looking very, very attractive, especially with their extremely sexy way of reaching out to the stars while blossoming into vivid shades of green, with noticeable spots of yellow or red that indicate flowers present in their rightful places. Their limits tend towards infinity. And yes, I’m quite aware of my infatuation for these beauties; you don’t need to point out that I actually used the word ‘sexy’ to describe them.
I wasn’t all that surprised to find many birdie couples courting each other to glory. You could tell that they were aching to find some privacy atop parapets to proclaim their ardent affection for each other that is to last throughout the season. I didn’t feel that it would be very courteous to intrude on their moment together, so I averted my curious eyes elsewhere.
Now that my birdie friends are well-settled in their lives, I suppose I can heave a sigh of relief and feel exuberant on their behalf. But yes, I miss the winter and the cold numbness of the toes and fingers that comes with it. I miss the subtle chill in the air that makes me wish I could indeed fly and speed through the cool misty winds. The departing cold always leaves me feeling colder than ever and it seems that it will be ages before I can greet an old friend once again. It happens every year, and I still haven’t learnt to ignore this unsettling feeling that pulls my spirits down. And they say spring makes people happier. Hah.
3 comments:
Yeah, you're not alone when it comes to that particular feeling, trust me. however cold the winter may be, and I'm not saying this because of christmas or anything, though that is an extremely good point..the thing is, winter fills me up with this terrible loneliness, which is definitely not saddening...not at all, in fact...its the kind of loneliness that I actually look forward to. the cold brings with it a sullen warmth...perhaps this is the time when we actually, really make the genuine effort to brighten our lives with a little 'sunshine', and that's what makes it all the more worthwhile. and as they say, you won't miss something until its gone...[i]dant thakte danter mormo[/i], so to speak.
lovely post. i loved the way you described the trees. 'sexy' is a very appropriate word, i must say. and as for the birds, yeah, the courting rituals are really cute sometimes!
keep on writing!
You have an enchanting way of describing your world.
The chill in the air, too melancholy for some, makes me long to fly too. Although for me it usually happens in autumn.
awesome!!
and yes,i have never seen a better usage of the word "sexy"...
winter brings in this feeling of numbness and a feeling of solitude which you begin to cherish but then,the moment you start getting used to it,along comes spring...
i mean,everyone's so happy all around but somehow you dont feel a part of that joy.
beautifully written
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