Tuesday, March 20, 2012

We've had a big warm easterly wind.
It's very hard to take a photo of wind.
Trees swaying and bending.
Leaves skittering and dancing westwards down the street
and gathering in an eddy at my garage door.

A photo is too still.
Wind is not a good subject for a still portrait. 

I can see over the road in the Daycare Centre,
the creative teachers have been hanging billowing streamers
on the branches of the playground trees.
The children are loud and screechy in the wind,
running and flapping about like small wild ponies.

It was too rainy and wild for a walk around the lake early this morning.
Instead I stayed in bed and read.
This afternoon late
I took my walk.
The warm easterly wind blew in my face
and whipped my hair in all directions
and the cicadas were so loud.
My instinct was to run and screech into the wind
for sheer joy, like the children,
but others walking by rather inhibited me!

Instead I gathered an autumn tussie-mussie

and brought home these beautiful leaves. 

The evenings are drawing in.
There is a new feeling of darkness.
At night I'm woken by acorns falling on the Daycare roof
and find myself creeping about checking out strange bumps and thumps.
There is a feeling in my soul
of a mellowness.
I find myself counting on my fingers and working out when our Halloween
would be.
Yes .. this is
But Easter is coming.

I fetch Juliet's books,
"Dancing With The seasons"
and "Celebrating the Southern Seasons"
(By Juliet Batten.)
I will read them again and settle myself into the season of Autumn.

All my life I have participated in the church year.
The Catholic liturgy is rich in ritual and festival.
The festivals are rooted in ancient seasonal celebrations.
They are however, from the northern hemisphere
and more and more I long for our southern seasons to be celebrated,
rooted in the earth, the universe.

I am so grateful to Juliet for her wonderful scholarship and wisdom.
Long ago she began to explore our seasons and ways to celebrate them.
It was my most happy day when I discovered her books.
Later I had great pleasure meeting this lovely and special woman,
and of course following her wonderful blog,
which you will find here...

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  1. I'd like to read more of St. Patrick-s day (saw it in your earlier post) and the doodles in your previous post are so,so beautiful.

    You've got some special thoughts about your day walking in the wind. That you long for some southern celebrations. Thank you for your good comments on my blog.
    Grethe `)

  2. I thought of much when I read your post, Joan. When we lived in Kenya, a guy we knew looked at the sky and said, "It's going to be a perfect Christmas. There's not a cloud in the sky." This was our first Christmas at the equator (well, 12 miles below it), and the constant roll of perfect days had affected our Christmas spirit -- what? no chestnuts roasting on a open fire? no Frosty the Snowman? -- Peter's comment brought a shift in thinking, though, and enabled us to shrug off much and get on with the holiday. However, it also opened my eyes to what you blogged about today. I'm checking out Ms Batten's book. It really isn't fair that so much of the hype around seasonal holidays revolves around weather in one/half the world, giving the impression that's the way things should be, when the spirit in the heart should rule wherever one is. (And great doodles on your previous post. I hope to one day see your doodles in a book I could buy!)

  3. Ditto to what Grethe and Kittie have said. Love those doodles and seasonal celebrations are about so much more than the date on a calendar, or the weather. You seem to have found a way to celebrate Life every day, in a variety of ways, and I find it very inspiring.

    I agree with Kittie also in that it would be lovely to hold a book of your beautiful "doodlings" in my hands.

  4. Joan, I love your Autumn tussie- mussie and your poem on the leaf. You are winding down there as we are winding up here, though our weather is very warm for this time of you. Still, it is something to celebrate.

    I'm so glad to have found Juliet's blog through yours. How much you both enrich my days. Thank you.

  5. Joan, thank you for your kind comments about my work. It is so rewarding to know that my words have landed on such fertile ground. I love to see the way you respond to the seasons so fully and naturally. The leaves are so rich and beautiful after the ephemeral scattered energy of the wind. What contrasts!
    I love thinking of the acorns on the roof drumming you across the threshold of autumn equinox, into the dark times. Blessings to you.

  6. I would think, especially for those in the southern hemisphere whose cultural roots are of the northern, holidays must feel somewhat schizophrenic. I grew up in Florida where are Christmases were never cold enough for snow or roaring fires and I always felt a bit cheated.