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Constable Benton Fraser ([info]benton_fraser) wrote,
@ 2008-03-08 20:58:00

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Entry tags:prompt #32

Prompt 32 - Spring
Prompt 32

It's almost spring. How does the weather or change in seasons affect your mood?


At home the turning of the seasons was all important. We had spring later in the far north, later than it occurs in Chicago. Spring was about more than just the turning of the seasons it was a time when things got harder and easier in the environment.

When the ice melts things can get dangerous. Crossing a frozen lake or pond can turn into something deadly. Snow melting rapidly can cause torrents in rivers and crossing them is difficult as you avoid getting swept away. Dealing with these changes can be hard.

But there is more food available, for animals and therefore the human beings who rely on the land for their living. It's wonderful to see new life appearing, developing, growing. It leaves you in awe that nature can affect such a change. It makes you realise what a small part human beings are in the world.

In Chicago I don't get that same sense of scale. The change is more subtle, there are no ice caps to melt, no snow to disappear, no caribou to migrate. It's disappointing to compare spring in Chicago with that in the north. But there is a slight change. Sometimes I will walk past a tree and see new buds, the first stirring of spring. It's a reminder, and it encourages me that spring is everywhere, if only we care to look.


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