Seasons Exist Again
Apr. 28th, 2022 02:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crockpotcauldronIt's weird living in a place with real seasons again. In Florida, the temperature changes, but most things continue growing year round. You mostly own jackets for wearing inside air conditioned buildings. Here, there's a real winter and a real spring. The crunchy summer-baked weeds turned into lush green ground cover when the winter rain started, and then after a while flowers started bursting out. I think the yellow sorrel (clover looking stuff with bright buttercup flowers on tall stalks?) was first, followed by dandelions and thistles. Now it's poppy time, and there are daisies and things I don't know the names of. It's nice.
The markets are a lot more dependent on the seasons here too - the fruit and vegetables taste great, but you can't always get what you want. Winter squash has ended, and the apples are down to the dregs (tragic, because I have been perfecting my tarte tatin lately). The grape leaves are looking bright and tender and the grapes are hard little buds. The strawberries are ripe and the citrus trees are in bloom.
Summertime is coming, I can feel it. I have really enjoyed the exotic delights of wearing knitwear and jackets and building fires. Ah well, it will come again.
The markets are a lot more dependent on the seasons here too - the fruit and vegetables taste great, but you can't always get what you want. Winter squash has ended, and the apples are down to the dregs (tragic, because I have been perfecting my tarte tatin lately). The grape leaves are looking bright and tender and the grapes are hard little buds. The strawberries are ripe and the citrus trees are in bloom.
Summertime is coming, I can feel it. I have really enjoyed the exotic delights of wearing knitwear and jackets and building fires. Ah well, it will come again.
