Even if I don’t have anything good to say … I still manage to write a blog!
Spring in Saskatchewan means weather that has occasionally turned nice. Folks here are beside themselves excited to feel the occasional warmth of the sun, listen to the birds chirping and … well … you get the picture. With all these happy people swirling around, I’m feeling a bit like a fish doggedly swimming against the current – for no apparent reason.
Maybe it’s a reaction to the turbulent weather which taunts me with warmth one day and rips me with a freezing wind the next. Maybe it’s the ions in the air. Maybe it’s just me.
I get the invigorated part on those special days but, as long as I can remember, spring also brings with it a sort of restless melancholy. Whatever I’m doing seems of elusive value and I yearn to go to the mystical somewhere else.
My restlessness caused me to think about quitting this blog (just like every other spring) but it’s apparently harder to give up blogging than being positive. So here I am, with photos of brown backgrounds and a contrarian post, though I must confess to a dubious satisfaction in the latter.
Instead of chasing wildlife, I find myself watching hockey teams pursue Lord Stanley’s Cup. It seems odd to be enamoured with a game on ice when the snow is long gone. But then again it might snow tomorrow.
I’m sure this melancholy will pass with the season as it always does and I will catch the next wave. Unfortunately the weather forecast is calling for more spring.