The Prickly Green of Life

The green is itching to get out, I can feel it. And yet the snow remains and the cold envelopes like a hair shirt that we cannot shake. This season of ice has been painful and the roads have hurt so badly with the sores of empty asphalt and sometimes bottomless and they can devour a car or truck with one gulp.

So here we all sit watching out the window for that ride out of this cage of frigid life which holds us captive many moments of every year of our lives. Most January to Decembers hold winters that mystify and invigorate, but when they out stay their welcome a hate builds up inside and a need burns to move on and make the warmer world home.

But warm will turn to hot, humid and sticky like a wet shirt that won’t come off our hard breathing bodies. Even our breath on those days is hard to deal with as the tears of our bodies come in droves from our foreheads rather our now dry eyes.

Wishing away life to find that comfortable home can be fun in the imagination – but rarely is so in real life.

© Christi Broersma - 2009

Frost, and It's Love/Hate Relationship with Summer

Frost. It covers the grass with a thick coating of white and when you walk through it you can see the path as if you'd walked down a sandy beach.

This morning it sparkled on the grass and surrounding plants like a light snow fall. What really stood out this morning in the frost were the huge leaves of my morning glories who as the sun hit them withered and turned a dark wet green and were almost brown by the end of the day.

I find I love the changes from one season to another. They are so like life, but they bud, bloom and dies so quickly in one season of summer. From that promising first bloom, to the loss of the petals seems so short but the beauty stays and lingers in my life through the pictures I take, and those that haunt my mind throughout the white that comes with winter. The colors linger like the taste that is rolled around on your tongue to hold that wonderful flavor over and over again.

So enjoy the colors and the tastes that explode in the summer. Hold those colors close in those dark days of winter. That's a way to keep summer alive the whole year through.