Okay, down here in New Zealand spring began on the 1st of this month, and what did we get? Rain, wind, and cold temperatures that had me keeping the fire going. Now I love the different seasons, but after one of the wettest winters on record in our district I was really looking forward to the sun making itself felt.
Finally the clouds did back off, the wind calmed down so much the water in the sound was like a mirror, and I got to wear summer clothes. Bliss. My office door was wide open and the flies arrived! Not complaining because so did the birds. Quail, sparrows, bellbirds, tuis and the wood pigeons to name a few. Now I’m happy. The tuis are fighting all the time; squawking, diving and chasing each other over the sky and into the trees. All part of the mating ritual though not quite how I like to write it in my books. The woodies are doing their balancing act on the power lines – they’re so big and heavy it is a constant battle to stay upright on the wires.
Then we went back to winter. Yesterday the rain was like being under the overflow in a hydro damn, and further south was blanketed in enough snow to keep the ski fields open till late October, not usual here.
Today spring has returned. For how long I have no idea so I’m making the most of it. My thermals stayed in the draw when I went for my walk and yea, I feel rejuvenated. then my daughter rings and starts talking about plans for Christmas. Christmas? Is she serious? That’s months away. Three in fact. Only three. Forget the weather, now I’ve got meals to plan and presents to sort. Bring it on. I’m not as prepared as this guy.