I’m used to seasons that start on June, September, December and March on the 21st, at least officially. But here in New Zealand, we like to simplify things (I hope my only New Zealand follower will agree) and we decree the beginning of each season at the beginning of the month. It suits me perfectly for spring (first September), summer (first December), fall (first of March), I would only like winter to start on June 21 and end on August 31, which seems pretty reasonable to me.
Archives par mot-clé : seasons
#4018 haiku
In early mornings
we’ll be tired of winter
in our frozen feet
#3086poetry
before we disappear
under the weight of the tide we will
have been a wounded season
a memory, a story told and forgotten
#3065 sans parole/wordless : se laisser porter/let yourself be carried away
#3064 poetry
photo : on the highway between Ottawa and Montreal
It was a question of seizing them on the go
the trees escaping on the highway
and the colours that lived behind them
In the sky of the northern seasons
in the soft light
between spring and winter