Day Ten: Let the scene write itself
My post, “On Location”
Today is Sunday, my neighborhood looks very quiet. No vehicles of any kind is seen, there are no animals or birds, looks as if everyone in my neighborhood is on vacation.
I’m watching Nature from my window in my bedroom, the tree is not clothed yet, why is the delay I do not understand, maybe it’s always like this, at this time of the year, I just didn’t pay attention.
The grass is starting to peek its head from the ground, they are not showing simultaneously but in small fractions. The sky is covered with grey clouds reminding me the air is cold. Why not I say, it’s St John’s and summer always drags its feet to show up here.
There is some stagnant water on the driveway, it’s from the rain which comes and goes not knowing when to stop. The lawn has a musty smell, there are no flowers to spread their scent on our lawn.
I can also see my next door neighbor’s gray roof, waiting to feel the cool rain water, which is threatening to fall at any time.
Moving on to the other side, I see my friend’s house the drapes are drawn, I have no idea if she is in or out. Her next door neighbors on both sides are probably home eating supper or watching TV.
My neighbor across the street has planted perennials which are already in full bloom, making his back lawn look gorgeous. I wonder why my perennials are taking longer to show up, the weather in both our places is the same. Why is Nature showing favoritism? This is all I can see right now in my neck of the woods.