春天的呓语02,….春月 de 雪 , 北美 de 春 景 2007

- Aimlessly, but my mind was free, snow in spring dropped on the streets, very quickly it melted into the land

Last week, it snowed in Montreal ; “15 cm”, this was what Johnnie told me when he came back from a short trip to his dad’s he normally visit in about six months. Not like in the warmer climated countries, in Northern America, Snowing in spring is very normal even till end of April in some years in the past as native dwellers tell me.

Walking along the streets of a huge city like Toronto, is not a easy thing; maybe it is not as crowded as in other cities, the high buildings make you feel walking in a windy valley in the winter, hearing the winds scratching the windows of buildings and trees without any leaves. I was remembering an earlier day in spring same time last week in Toronto .

To my great dismay, it reportedly has a ‘Snow-storm’ this week-end; Oh My, Spring is here now too, this is spring in the northern area; it started snowing last Friday; and again little bit as forecasted earlier this week.

But snowing in spring time is beautiful however. Very nice, I could say in the smaller town like this. You don’t see many people on the streets covered and whitened; side walks, roof of the street houses aside, it flies in the air, dancing around you, falls on you, but neither wet or cold at all in your shirts and sweaters.

 Sky is grey and low, allows visibility of only about 50-100 meters; when there is little wind, it drops quietly, have you ever experienced, water, in different form though, actually it drops without any sound, quite, almost in complete silence, that’s the beauty of snowing in spring, you walk into it, with you mind occupied with what ever maybe…but in silence. It holds you into her arms without saying any words in happiest peace.

Small towns are more beautiful when snows, streets are quite; not many people in sight.

Especially, the towns close to the lakes; the lakes releases in the night time, the warmth from the sunrays in the day, made temperature higher than it was in those farther from the lakes.

Walking in the streets on Friday afternoon, a snowing day;

Aimlessly, my mind was free, snow in spring dropped on the land but very quickly melted into the land which already warmed earlier by the sun a few days before…, stepping on it, feeling very soft; …wind mixed with the white snow get in between the shirt-collar and my neck, and on my face..

Snow in Spring, soft, cool, but fresh; In back of my mind, an idea of home town in spring time made me a bit homesick, how is the spring this year? Warm? Cold? or Rainy? Or Sunshine , My friends and the city I lived  …away from me in more than 20 hours by flight in terms of space .

On my mind were only posts read recently, various, from this blogging websites, describing the spring scenes, and depicting the feelings of getaways to somewhere else; They were deferent in style; some of them were very short, like the poems by great Tagore, …Pity! Should he (have) had a cell-phone? Ha! @@ !! I would surely send a text-message. 
    "let me hold your hands, oh spring, welcome!"  

     

  To be continued,

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  A Spring Note from website reading.

Monday, March 26, 2007