Late and Early
Feb. 19th, 2010 08:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaunthieI overslept this morning. I would say that I slept through my alarm, but I'm not 100% certain that I set it properly last night when I staggered to bed, so perhaps I just slept through my normal waking time without actually sleeping through the racket my alarm clock makes. Whatever the case was, I woke up with less than ten minutes before I was supposed to be at the bus stop.
AAARRRRGH!
Needless to say, I did NOT make my usual morning bus. In fact, I caught the bus that comes an HOUR after my usual one, as I decided that there was no way in heck that I was going to make anything earlier. (My bus runs on the half-hour, more or less.) I levered myself out of bed and did NOT rush and even took the time to get coffee before catching my bus, as I was OBVIOUSLY in need of coffee. Desperate need of coffee, in fact.
And the hour-later-bus is packed with people, which isn't too surprising. Most people don't like getting up before the sun to catch the bus. (To be truthful, I don't either, but I also dislike crammed buses and nasty traffic.) But this hour-later-bus did have one advantage.
The sun is up. Not just dawnlight, but actual SUNLIGHT. It's a clear sunny day here (yes, we do have them occasionally, don't tell anyone), and the sun plainly illuminated an undeniable fact.
SPRING is HERE. It's amazingly, stupidly early, but it is inarguably here. I knew that I had crocuses and snowdrops blooming in my yard, and the grape hyacinth and regular hyacinth are also starting to go. The roses are putting out leaf-buds like mad, and the lilac is too. But *my* daffodils aren't blooming yet, which is as it should be. Daffodils shouldn't bloom until March at the earliest, even the most early variety. Not here.
Well, there's bloody daffodils blooming in half the yards on my bus route. And the earliest of the flowering plum/cherry/prune trees are covering themselves with pink buds and blooms. I even saw a magnolia tree about ready to go, tulip buds all pink and swollen and ready to pop.
SPRING is HERE. In FEBRUARY.
On the one hand, I'm delighted. On the other, I'm appalled. And I'm at work, and NOT in my yard, which really needs a lot of time and attention RIGHT NOW because spring decided to jump the gun by a month and change this year.
Sigh. Oh well. At least the view is pretty, even if it taunts me with all the things I can't do from my desk at work.
AAARRRRGH!
Needless to say, I did NOT make my usual morning bus. In fact, I caught the bus that comes an HOUR after my usual one, as I decided that there was no way in heck that I was going to make anything earlier. (My bus runs on the half-hour, more or less.) I levered myself out of bed and did NOT rush and even took the time to get coffee before catching my bus, as I was OBVIOUSLY in need of coffee. Desperate need of coffee, in fact.
And the hour-later-bus is packed with people, which isn't too surprising. Most people don't like getting up before the sun to catch the bus. (To be truthful, I don't either, but I also dislike crammed buses and nasty traffic.) But this hour-later-bus did have one advantage.
The sun is up. Not just dawnlight, but actual SUNLIGHT. It's a clear sunny day here (yes, we do have them occasionally, don't tell anyone), and the sun plainly illuminated an undeniable fact.
SPRING is HERE. It's amazingly, stupidly early, but it is inarguably here. I knew that I had crocuses and snowdrops blooming in my yard, and the grape hyacinth and regular hyacinth are also starting to go. The roses are putting out leaf-buds like mad, and the lilac is too. But *my* daffodils aren't blooming yet, which is as it should be. Daffodils shouldn't bloom until March at the earliest, even the most early variety. Not here.
Well, there's bloody daffodils blooming in half the yards on my bus route. And the earliest of the flowering plum/cherry/prune trees are covering themselves with pink buds and blooms. I even saw a magnolia tree about ready to go, tulip buds all pink and swollen and ready to pop.
SPRING is HERE. In FEBRUARY.
On the one hand, I'm delighted. On the other, I'm appalled. And I'm at work, and NOT in my yard, which really needs a lot of time and attention RIGHT NOW because spring decided to jump the gun by a month and change this year.
Sigh. Oh well. At least the view is pretty, even if it taunts me with all the things I can't do from my desk at work.
