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Summer of 2012

Time – moments put together.
Moments adding up to the continuous flow of life.
The tree of life growing moment by moment, day-by day, season-by-season.
The moments – sweet and sour – some memorable, most of them forgettable.
Summer. The summer of 2012; another season.
Another phase, another period punctuated by the scattered memories.
Summer of 1912 can be summed up in one word – heat.
Relentless heat; unforgettable!!

Heat, the dry heat.
The endless summer heat-wave.
Long days of summer and the long periods of droughts.
No rains for weeks, a rare tease of light sprinkles in between.
Dry ground. Dry ponds.
Dead grass, thirsty gardens.
Thirsty gardens, cornless cobs, shriveling fruits, withering leaves….
The sun bombarding the earth day after day… Continue reading

The Spring Time

The seasonal birds are back again. Red Robins are flying around with tiny branches in their beaks, looking for safe places to build their nests. The geese are migrating back from the south; flocks of ducks are re-acquainting with the freshly unfrozen water in the ponds. The tulips, the daffodils, the lilacs, the gladiolas….the roots of bulbs are bursting out in the garden soil. New sprouts are shooting out to enjoy the new season. Everyone – a plant or an animal – knows: it is spring again.

Put away your winter jackets; put away the snow shoes. It is time to come out of the hibernation; the spring is here.

It is time to admire the nature again. The trees are shaking off the freezing stiffness of winter. The new buds are opening up; the ground is unthawed; the grass is changing color from dry brown to lively green again.

Look outside, look around – a natural and beautiful canvas of prominent green and new spring colors is painted once more. Once again, the blue ponds and the new shrubbery are the living proof that there is no better artist that Mother Nature. Continue reading

The Snowy Mess

It is 6 in the morning; I am standing inside my nice and warm house, looking at my front yard. The front porch, the drive way to the garage – the whole thing is covered with snow again.

Hurray! Not really. Seriously, this is thirds day in a row that I am dealing with snow removing and shoveling. It is 3, well, at least 2, more days  than I wanted to snow-shovel.

The first day was fun. The nice fluffy snowflakes everywhere, glistening with the sunlight from the far horizon. I even thought of making a snow-man after the shoveling was done, but gave up on the idea thinking I am not a kid and it is too cold to deal with snow any longer. Instead, I came inside and had a warm cup of steaming tea, while looking outside and admiring my own work.

The second morning – yesterday, I woke up to another 3-4inches of new snow coating. I ventured outside and did my thing again – shoveled the driveway and the porch; cleared the side street where neighborhood kids walk to (and from) the school-bus that makes a stop in front of our house every morning and every afternoon.

I was all done, and was about to come inside, that is when a big snow plow, that was clearing the streets in our area, dumped a big wall of snow in front of my drive way. That is the most annoying thing about this big snow plows, they push the snow off the street to the sides, but in the process, end up creating more headache for every household. I hate snow plows – just for the record. Continue reading