Here in the Southern Aegean Spring is in the air. On the mainland cold weather rages and there is snow in the North. The bad weather is forecast to reach here later in the week, but it will not last long and for now we can feel the warmth of the sun.
Some brave people are swimming but I am not one of them!
I am hoping the rising of the sap will kick start my creative juices but while I sit at my computer and think, here is a poem that encapsulates my feelings at this time of year.
Island in the Spring by Patricia Cole
The sun shines once again, it’s spring
air redolent with scents of herbs
water in the bay a shimmering blue
white fluffs of clouds meander o?er the sky
wild cyclamen appear from every crack
daisies raise their faces to the sun
for a few short weeks our island will be green
before the long hot summer takes a hold.
The almond blossom’s heavy on the trees
the sounds of bleating lambs to make one smile
warm sun touches winter skin
foretaste of summer heat to come
blue sky, washing blowing in the breeze
children playing football in the square
our island waking up from winter sleep
uplifts the soul, so pleased to be alive.
Tourists flock here for relentless sun
to lie on beaches broiling, turning red
thinking they know the island very well
but never glimpse it as it is right now
they see it brown and scorched with heat
a harsh and craggy rock arising from the sea
they never breathe this green and lovely isle
a tiny part of Greece that is my home.