Thursday, March 24, 2016

Lofty Ideals Waiting To Be Hatched

THE GULL at Crescent Beach standing on a large egg-shaped stone etched with words about spring reminded me of the traditional Easter egg hunts going on throughout local communities. Children gleefully search for chocolate eggs and bunnies in a world where the most optimistic goals have yet to be hatched.

The religious holiday and spring are about rebirth and transformation. Peace on earth, especially nowadays, seems like a lofty ideal, although it is still true that forgiveness, love and kindness can move even the stoniest of hearts.

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Monday, March 14, 2016

Flying High ... But Not For Long

WINTER IS DEAD, I thought, until a sudden blast of wind appeared. It howled through the trees, snapped branches and swept the agitated sea onto the shore. The sky over Crescent Beach was a cloudy blur the day after the storm when the powerful winds started to sputter.

A cheery kite optimistically set off into the air where it bounced and swayed for several minutes. But it wasn't long before the wind stopped puffing and the kite fell gently to the beach floor.

When it landed in a headstand on the sand, it seemed a bit embarrassed.

A soft breeze blew the hapless kite onto its back. It's unblinking eyes gazed at the endless sky where it once soared so wonderfully high.

What goes up must come down ... but it is good to know that what comes down can go back up again.

Postscript 20/03/2016: Thanks to blogger Sallie at Full Time Life I learned the wide-eyed character depicted on the kite is a Minion appearing in several animation movies. Minions are followers that live to serve a master, which through unintended consequences, they ultimately destroy. They are super cute, lively, talk gibberish and can be seen in action HERE.

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Sunday, March 6, 2016

Walk Into Spring With My Magic Umbrella

LUSCIOUS drops splattered onto our new umbrella. It was a comfy cover over my husband's shoulders as he walked down the seaside path.

The rain magically transformed white butterflies into rainbow shades.

My husband took a picture of me standing under the umbrella while I watched a bird that is common to the Crescent Beach area.

The heron, often drawn to the same spot, settled comfortably on the rock as if it had just landed in its favorite easy chair.

When the rain stopped, the umbrella dried and its rainbow colors faded.

I wondered how the process worked and learned that hydrochromic white ink or paint is applied over previously painted art that remains hidden until the ink covering gets wet. See how it is done HERE.

Rain not only revealed hidden hues in the umbrella, it trickled life into the barest of trees and nudged the spring in me that needed reviving.

Blooms were materializing throughout the neighborhoods of southwest BC. Some looked fragile ... their petals already dropping.

Winter, like hydrochromic ink, can make all the brightest colors disappear. But the blossoms were back now, wearing pink frilly skirts puffed out like popcorn.

These buttery yellow blooms attracted insects.

A splashy spring needs plenty of rain ...

but sunny daffodils reminded me that the rays are also needed.

If blossoms could talk, the little poem below by author A.A. Milne expresses what they might have said during our walk:

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.”


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