Seasons

Seasons.

Sitting in the plane, feeling as if the plane had stopped in the middle of the air, between the land somewhere far below and the deep blue sky, I felt that we were in a limbo. As if the plane was suspended in air. I looked out the window and focused on a point, and realized that we were moving. I wondered if this new land I was going to would have trees and flowers, or would there be just steel and concrete all around in every city, as they showed in the comic books that I had read in my childhood and adolescence.

I was pleasantly surprised to see trees and bushes and flowers all over, and what was more fascinating was the way the trees looked with the colors of autumn. I had seen pictures, and seen movies where the colors of trees changed, but I think in my mind I thought it was just “photo journalism”, where they inserted the colors. I was mesmerized with the colors of the leaves. My eyes couldn’t take enough of the beauty of the colors. The reds, the purples, the yellows and the oranges all over every street–and if we took a ride in a park, it was like rainbows of carpeted colors all over. Exhilarating!

I had never seen snow before. The first time it snowed, I was amazed at its whiteness. Whiter than white. How many rolls of film did I use taking the pictures? However, the fun rather quickly gave way to cabin fever. A week of winter was more than enough, that’s what I thought. Six months of it was a little too much. I wanted to move to California, where some of my in-laws lived, and where they didn’t get any snow. I got a license to practice there—- but never left Midwest. GAH! Every year, I told myself, “this is the last winter I am spending in this dreary place, where sometimes you don’t see the sun for days!” It has been more than fifty years now, and I continue to tell myself, “Get out Zakiah, go away to a warm place, preferably California!”

And now, winter has come here again and is gnawing at my bones and joints, and I tell myself, “You are a coward Zakiah! You should have left long ago!” Todd, the groundskeeper has come and secured the hoses for the lawns in the front and back, pruned all the roses and the irises, and various buses and has covered them with clippings and leaves and watered them down for their hibernation. BAH!

The blouses and slacks of wools and tweeds and Cashmeres have returned from inside the trunks and taken their own place in the closets! The summer clothes are put away, keeping company with cedar wood blocks and camphor and various potpourri. Invariably I forget to put on my winter coat when I get out of the house, and when I open the door to walk into the garage the cold arctic air tries to freeze the blood. I hurry back inside, swearing and cursing under my breath, and get into the thick coat that weighs, oh so much! I hate carrying all that weight on my shoulders.  Can you imagine six months of this! I asked the security guard at the hospital, “Hey Tom How much longer before we get rid of this winter?” He laughed and said, “Doc, winter hasn’t started yet! Just be patient!” GRRR!

But guess what, in six months spring will be here! New birth. Beautiful greens, and the most beautiful flowers. My roses will bloom again. The cherry blossom trees will be full of blooms. The robins and wrens and the finches will clamor for the seeds in the bird feeders. The humming birds will return. And I will start my vegetable garden!

I just have to be patient and not count each day for the next six months!! Perhaps I should go away to a warmer place for a few days or weeks or months; you think??? Wish me luck will you?   img_6144img_6143IMG_7071

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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21 Responses to Seasons

  1. mrswrangler says:

    One day soon hopefully spring will be here. I think the next two months are going to be Rocky though.

  2. Zakiah says:

    I knowww. Not looking forward to that AT ALL!

  3. slmret says:

    Maybe a couple of weeks in California ii midwinter (February?) would ease the cold of winter. The temps have been in the 50’s and 60’s recently, with waves of light rain blowing through, but mostly sunny or with broken clouds.

    • Zakiah says:

      That would be so good Janet, coming to Florida, and have a chance of seeing you again, meeting dear friends. I would love it. I am glad your days are so balmy.

    • Zakiah says:

      I was meaning California, but my sister called from Florida a minute before I started typing, and inadvertently typed Florida. I would love to come to California. God how I would love to do that!

      • slmret says:

        Haha — I thought something like that must have happened. I’d love to see you here in California again. I’m a little tentative about dates, though, because of Tom’s situation.

  4. It’s just a few more months before your garden starts to bloom again. But maybe you should go south for the winter. The cold can be very tough on joints.

    • Zakiah says:

      Yesterday I received a catalogue from Breck’s “Lilly Lovers”. There are 23 new varieties. I was sitting there and drooling at the beauties. Can’t wait for spring and summer to arrive. But first I need to get away for a week or so to a warm place me thinks!

      • My mom used to receive her flowers and vegetable catalogues in the fall / winter. She would be looking at them during the cold months dreaming about what to plant.

    • Zakiah says:

      Yup! I know that feeling. Fortunately, I have a cleaning lady who is into gardening also, and she doesn’t mind kneeling and planting the bulbs and other plants. I love looking at these catalogues.

  5. murisopsis says:

    I have thought the same – move to Florida and be near my sister… but all of Sparky’s family is here and most importantly my sons. I know too that I would miss the change of the seasons. So I put on my warm coat and hats and scarf and put on the insulated gloves and snow boots – and go out into the cold. It isn’t too bad if you are doing something like hunting for a geocache in a snow drift!

  6. Zakiah says:

    We had rented a condo in Marco Island for two months, from January till the end of February. A week before leaving I developed tachycardia and one thing led to another, and we cancelled the trip. I think I got very anxious about leaving the children and grandchildren for two months and going away.
    Like you, I am freezing here, but I have peace in my heart, a warm home, my own bed, food that I can cook and eat as I please, and I have some warm boots and thermal clothes which I wear these days under my regular clothes. So I am grateful to be near my children. BUT, I may take a week off sometime end of this month or mid February and go visit either Florida or California. SIGH!

  7. Yes, good luck!
    It would be great to spend part of the winter in a warmer climate and the rest of the year be at home near your precious family.
    I enjoy each of 4 seasons, even winter. And it seems with each passing year the seasons fly by. So before I can get tired of the negatives about a season, it’s the next season already. Ha. 🙂
    Be safe. Be warm. Keep smiling! 🙂
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  8. We haven’t’ really had a real winter here..too warm and while I miss the cold and would love some really good snow days, I find I like each season for a various of reasons..whether cold, warm, hot or ‘whatever’. Like life season, they all bring some good,some positives, some lessons.
    Hugs

  9. Val says:

    I can’t imagine having to wait til June for spring… it starts rather earlier than that, here (Wales), in fact our silly wild birds think it already has (they’re going to be disappointed soon, I’m sure), but I’m with you on the colours of autumn. Gorgeous!

    • Zakiah says:

      Last year was bad, exceptionally bad. We kept getting the snow even in the middle of May. I am hoping and hoping this year would be much easier on us. The snow looks absolutely gorgeous, pristine and mesmerizing to my senses. But when the temperature dips down in to single digit, then I feel like I need use a heated blanket. Thank you for the lovely comment.

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