It is April, yet we are having another day over thirty degrees centigrade. A day that is bright,clear, hot and feels like summer. Its has a glow and blaze like the flame of the bird of paradise flower that has decided to reveal its beauty and light to the garden this week.
However, in the southern hemisphere, this is supposed to be the time of Autumn. The time of mists and cooling down.Instead we are still heading to the beach.
Nature is confused. The garden last month offered Autumn crocus that has been followed by the yellow jasmine that usually blooms in Spring and early summer.
Summer has lingered longer this year and felt much warmer than in the past. This week seasons and seasonal markers have come to mind and taken shape as persona.
These season sisters wear pointy hats for a reason. It was an ancient belief that such headgear focused energy and concentration to connect with a higher creative power; in this instance nature and the cycles that have manifested life and sustained it on our planet for millennia.
Whoops, not only are the seasons mixed up so is the order of the sisters, who stand as summer,autumn,spring and winter. initially i was going to remove the picture and replace it,on second thoughts I shall leave it ,it works well with the sentiment.