It has been about 10 years that I didn’t feel spring.
I was living on the Equator where there is little changes all along the year: seasons are very similar, even though native people would say that there is a raining and a dry season…. But flowers bloom 2-3 times per year, trees loose their leaves to recover immediately, and the temperatures oscillate only between 26 and 33°C, little for us to feel a strong difference. Because it is also very humid, plants grow fast and green, invading every corners and climbing until the roofs…
I arrived in Maine in September, absorbing these magic colors of fall, so specific to New England. But then came winter and everything was flat and covered by snow … including the area where I established the new home. So now I am discovering the area, the little town – with actual borders around the houses-, nice green gardens worthy of Englander ones, and vegetable gardens proliferating quickly around.
And it is with all my senses that I am wandering every day in the wild fields, filled with wonder, amazed from the beauty of Nature. Flowers just pop out from nowhere, embracing the warmth of the season… and I am trying to get the maximum from this positive energy in this crazy world!
Zoë's Blog 