….as recorded by my camera
….as recorded by my camera
….according to the Persian calendar the new year begins on the first day of spring
Iranians and Persians around the world are celebrating the new year on March 20. The day changes according to the positions of the sun. Nowruz is the day of the vernal equinox, and marks the beginning of spring in the Northern Hemisphere. Nowruz literally means ‘new day’. I’m not sure where my son got the number 1395 because Nowruz has been celebrated for over 3000 years. For more history about the Iranian New Year go here.
Last night our son and his fiancé sent us photos of their New Year’s Eve celebration with a group of Iranian friends in London. Clearly fish is a major part of the festivities.
….first day of spring here in Toronto but you wouldn’t know it from our trees
Even though we’ve had an unusually warm winter and March, after the initial snow storm in the first week, has been very spring like, our trees are still very barren. Other than that there are other signs of springs everywhere. Thanks to Becca Givens for hosting Sunday Trees.
…. this week’s WPC asks us to look for everyday beautiful objects or scenery
Everyday I walk to the this park at the end of my street and witness the city skyline. Each new day, every season and different times of the day brings something different to this extraordinary view.
I was invited by Elizabeth from teandpaper to join the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.” Elizabeth is a fellow Canadian who lives close by but never reveals exactly where.
I’ve decided to write a piece of prose based on some art that I’ve created this week. Hope you enjoy it.
The last of the snow has vanished
But the wind reminds us that
another flurry or two is still possible
The earth is brown and hard
but the birds chirp each morning
singing of warmer days to come
Small green shoots push hard
to break through the frozen crust
to savour the sun’s light
and longer days
The Easter season is upon us
Children dream of the Easter bunny
and egg hunts and parades
while the elders flock to church
to observe the holiest weekend
of the year
Cloudy days and rain will become the norm
and trees and the Earth’s carpet
will begin to green
The animal world comes alive
and offspring will soon be abundant
The cycle continues,
one season moving on to the next.
(Property of Carol Cormier 2015)
I’m nominating Boeta and his mom and dad from Our Rumbling Ocean to take up the challenge. They live in South Africa and post wonderful photos and stories about their corner of the world.
…..just a few flurries but snow nonetheless
When I woke up this morning the skies were overcast, the temperature was sitting close to zero degrees celsius and flurries were swirling above the ground. The sun appeared for a few minutes and I had a ray of hope that the day might be bearable.
As I write this the room has darkened which means that the sun is hidden again behind a wall of grey clouds. I turned to observe the world from my patio window and am presently confronted with small pellets of white hail bouncing onto my deck. O whoas me, what is to become of my daffodils?
Well it is April, and the weather can change in a blink of an eye. After posting these photos the sun has reappeared and the hail is all but melted. Maybe there’s still hope for this day.