The meteorological spring started on the first day of March, but since the universe likes jokes and irony, we got heavy snow instead of spring blooms. At that time, Southampton looked like it was in the middle of winter.
But if you looked closer, the signs of spring was there. There were daffodils hidden under the thick layer of snow, and a few other flowers peeked through the land of white.
Two days after that, the temperature rose to 10 degrees Celsius, and almost all traces of snow were gone. Apart from a few blocks of ice that were slowly melting, it almost looked like the whole snow debacle was just a tale.
Anyway, that was a week ago. Today, I took a walk around the neighborhood and couldn’t help stopping every few meters to take photos of more signs of spring. The short walk to La Baronia, our favorite Mexican restaurant, took twice longer (not that I minded). The weather felt MUCH warmer than last week, and we got a blue sky as a bonus as well.
Spring in Southampton was one of my favorite times, and this week I’m reminded of all the things I liked about it. The longer days, the warmer weather, cherry blossoms, the wildflowers in every corner of the city, the Easter break… Everything just seems to be pleasant and wonderful.
Some flowers haven’t really sprung into action, but they’re getting there.
(btw, can you believe all the photos in this post were taken with my phone?)
After what felt like the longest and coldest winter, I’m welcoming this new season with a huge sigh of relief, and much excitement. The next 2 months are going to be busy, and I’m worried I may not have a lot of time to be outside as much as I’d like, but I’m going to do my best.
I’ll try to take more walks with my camera, possibly without an internet. I want to walk slowly and take in the surroundings without any distraction. I want to be able to take deep breaths, relax, and find a few minutes of peace in between the hectic, often stressful hours.
I want to live more, and spend less time online.
And spring seems like the apt time to start.