Springtime vs Old Man Winter in the Blue Ridge Mountains

When I grew up, “up North”, I lived under the wrath of Old Man Up North Winter. As soon he woke up, sometimes as early as October, he would take control of the weather. Howling wind driven rain, sleet, snow and ice, for months on end. Cold Cold weather. Sometimes all the way through April. He loved to watch mankind and all of its “technologies” crumble under his might.

Old Man Southern Winter is different. He wakes up in November, looks around, decides he has plenty of time and goes back to sleep. He wakes up again in December. He may or may not do something. But then he goes back to sleep because he has plenty of time. Same with January, February and most of March.

Snowy View out of Ms. Lucy's Window March 26 2013

Snowy View out of Ms. Lucy’s Window March 26 2013

But then he wakes up in late March. “Holy @#%&, I overslept!”  So now he roars up and hurls his best howling wind driven rain, sleet, snow and ice until . . . . there is a knock on the door. It is Spring.

Young Southern Spring says, “time to go back to sleep Old Man Southern Winter and wait until next year, it’s my turn now”. So Old Man Southern Winter climbs back into his bed for another year.

Spring has a special Flower Song that it sings to wake up all flowers. It is kind of like a dog whistle, humans can’t hear it. But flowers and trees and all things green can.

Spring sings the little flowers Awake

Spring sings the little flowers Awake

So as I watch Old Man Southern Winter work up to his finale, I think I will eat some warm home made bread with homemade almond butter. Mmm…

Wait. What was that soft, faraway sound?

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