It took me a long time to get used to the holidays in the southern hemisphere, because everything about that time of year is bound to be dark, snowy, cold, etcetera. After many years, however, I got used to living this time of year in a summery, lighter atmosphere, at least when I arrived. The consumer society has since caught up and we see a little more of everything. I find it difficult to join the brouhaha. I continue to live as usual and enjoy all that Nelson has to offer, including, given its temperature and long hours of sunshine, all kinds of produce, which almost all Nelsonians grow around their house. In times of plenty, they put the surplus on the sidewalk and passers-by help themselves, it is free, or you can buy it in exchange for a few dollars left in a small box. Depending on the season, I can stock up on fejoas, plums, apples, pears, figs, lemon, grapefruit, oranges, tangerines, etcetera, and each time it fills me with joy. Yesterday on my morning walk, a table on the sidewalk caught my eye. There were bags of walnuts, wrapped in transparent paper and golden ribbon, a small label stating that they were organic nuts from a tree planted in 1892, and it was free. I forgot to take a picture of these wrappers, but thought it was a great display of the Christmas spirit.
to live alone, in the middle of the crowd, is also living. I see him breathing, watching, observing, comparing to remember, to reflect, to think, to go away, to live. To live is to live, sometimes it is intense, sometimes it is in silence.
feeling sorry for the world won’t cut it, just get on with the job of living one day at a time.
and you knew that the blue that was behind the clouds would not come bac,, that all the little cotton buds that were getting close to one another with some sort of joy would make you shiver, and then would drench you, but you would keep on being in awe.
How many bags will I need for three days, two weeks, a month? How many bags? One for three days, three for two weeks, five for a month? or only one for the rest of my life (and what would I put in it)? *first posted in May 2020