Friday, March 5, 2010


Lambs and Lions

March is known to impart to us quite a capricious collection of days.  We fall asleep at  midnight never quite knowing what sort of music nature will play with the dawn.  Will we awake gently to the delicate tune of soft breezes -  faintly green madrigals that drift in like angel song, gingerly nudging the oak trees from the dark woody depths of their wintertime sleep?  Will the day be a calm one, long hours drifting by at a leisurely pace, each one a shy herald of the sweet season to come?  Will our rooms be filled with a pale eastern light - a light that aspires to once again sparkle and shimmer with warmth?   Will we notice a delicate touch of the sun on our faces and begin to remember the feeling of Spring?

Or will the morning air shudder as an operatic March wind blows down through the trees like a trident, sending ice blue crescendos whipping past our closed windows, intent on reminding us winter is still on his throne?  Will we burrow down deeper inside our cozy shelters, reluctant to venture outside?  Will the songbirds keep silent in the magnolia tree, hiding their heads neath their wings, not daring to offend such a wind with their choir rehearsals of Spring.  Will we put the kettle on and resign ourselves to the cold?

Perhaps the March wind sometimes roars like a lion because he knows that his time is so short.  For true, soon he will leave us to embark on an annual journey far off to other side of the world, breathing mistrals and tempests over other continents, other landscapes.  While here, our days will lengthen like white tulips, a tiny bit more each circle round, until there is nothing before us but bouquets of warm hours that glisten like sea glass under a friendly gold sun. The roar of winter shall trail off into memory.

 I shall let the the old lion roar and enjoy the days he has left.  I shall bury my face in his fur and remember the wildness of winter with joy.  I shall relish the gusts of the wind in my hair as I bid him a bittersweet farewell.
And I shall welcome the days of the bright youthful season as they tip-toe in quietly on an innocent breeze.  I shall take off my shoes and stroll along with each one, lost in my wonderings of all the fresh joys this pristine new Springtime has planned.
This is the only March we shall have this whole year. 
 Be they lambs or lions, let us all enjoy every one of its days!

35 comments:

  1. Our towering Rockies still wear their ermine coats against an azure sky, but here in the valley, the snow that has buried our gardens for months is finally losing its hold. Cold snaps continue to come and go, but the days in between grow imperceptibly warmer as spring tentatively Marches in. Be it a whisper or a roar, every breath blows winter farther away, resuscitating the earth.

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  2. Pure delight transmuted into a perfect pick of words. With every new post your lyrical prose knocks my socks off!

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  3. It's so right what you say. The winter is here now, but soon the spring will come. Hopefully I can enjoy both of them !!

    xo
    Anci

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  4. Dear Pamela, You capture so well here the vagaries of March weather, and I too concur with your sentiment that we should enjoy the time whatever the month brings.

    The painting to go with this posting is lovely. I have no idea from where you get such illustrations but they always match perfectly what you write.

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  5. Well,today a little lamb walks the Hilltop grounds...so sweet..but its a little lamb with a roar..a very frosty one.Like he's chewing one of those extra fresh minty bubblegum :)
    Have a wonderful day..and isn't Tom marvelous..you never can hold back Spring.

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  6. You are so amzing Pamela! So beautiful how you write about March!
    xx
    Greet

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  7. I worry in March about the trees that have begun running. We are tapping our maples for the first time. The trees soften, the liquid runs out beautifully. But what if we get another heavy snow? Will the branches hold? It's a vulnerable time. Nature does what it does, and everything adjusts.

    I do look forward to spring storms, as long as I'm not flying.

    Lovely as always.

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  8. Glad you're still enjoying winter...I remember the piece you wrote about being tired of it...

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  9. Hello P&E,

    We seem to have cool lamb days at the moment but not sure if the lion has truly left the scene!

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  10. I am so excited that March is here I could fall over and faint.

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  11. I really don't mind what weather March will bring. Here in the U.K. we have had 4 days of blue skies and glorious sunshine...still chilly but, little green buds are springing forth....Spring is nearly here, be it in lamb or lion form. XXXX

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  12. I was just thinking of March lamb and lions – it is snowing today but not hard. Sadly in Maine our lamb doesn’t make an appearance outside until May, although I heard there were new lambs at the farm. You are reminding me what I need to stay warm today: a cup of tea along with this delightful post.

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  13. I agree with Arija. What a splendid picture you paint with your words.

    It has been more lamb than lion here today I am happy to report.

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  14. I know why I come back and seek your words.
    They are just beautiful
    and carry lots of sentiment
    I feel every day too!

    Victoria

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  15. this post is so beautiful...and that picture of the lion and the skipping lamb is wonderful..xx

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  16. What beautiful writing..how do you do it...Love the pics and paintings and of course wonderful Edward...can't stop admiring him...He's lovely..Cynthia Wolff

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  17. Amen to that Pamela, well said. I started the day feeling like a lion but have ended it like a lamb. My family is delighted!
    Jeanne:)

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  18. Oh Pamela you say it so beautifully that I'm content with however it turns out to be.

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  19. pamela

    your words transport me and bring me into your imagery in a lovely manner.

    i embrace each season and often sadly say goodbye to winter and it's cozy nature (know i am fairly alone here)
    debra

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  20. March has always been my least favorite month of the year...it is such a tease here in RI...an occaisional warm day but usually raw, wet, cold. I am determined to find some beauty in it this year...

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  21. beautiful post!

    :-)

    we've had our share of wind, here.

    :-)

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  22. Your writing style is just lovely. Its now Autumn here in Australia xx

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  23. It is simply a joy to read your posts and view the accompanying images! Thank you!

    Karen
    Art by Karena

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  24. Just when I think you've reached the peak, you write another exquisite piece Pamela.

    I've loved winter, especially the roaring hearth in the evenings (despite the dust it creates), and being able to breath deeply when one steps into refreshing outdoor air. However, spring will be welcomed too and this Sunday with 60 degrees it will feel almost too hot I know!

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  25. I was just saying exactly the same thing about the month of March today, currently its a lamb.

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  26. Oh, I love walking barefoot in the cool grass! I'm so looking forward to balmy days this year. It seems like this winter has lasted forever.

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  27. Beautifully written, well done, your blog makes us all want to become more eloquent!

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  28. We are enjoying a bit of the Lamb today and for the coming weekend. So the windows will be open to let in a bit of warm, fresh air. Ditto to Arija! Have a lovely weekend Pamela.

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  29. I love your writing! Today has been like a stalking lion getting ready to roar after a few days of gamboling lambs, but, as you describe so wonderfully - that's what March is:)

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  30. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful - your words are just magical! Leigh

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  31. Thank you so much for visiting me...Gives me another chance to look at beautiful Edward...I am going back to your first posts to see if there is a story on how Edward came into your life...He's my favorite type of dog..I have two cats who I love very much..they have made our house a home...I love your fanciful writing, story book pictures.

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  32. Hi Pamela,

    Your words are beautiful and love coming to visit to see what you have to share.
    Have a lovely weekend.

    Hugs
    Carolyn

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  33. We are having frosty nights but blue sky days. I think we are right on the change for Spring, but it is definately later than last year.

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  34. I love these words, they echo my feelings.

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