A shift in the seasons

The season is shifting. The daytime warmth is now an uncomfortable, sticky heat and we start to yearn for the rains.  The cool mornings have started to warm a little, but not as much as the seasonal usual.  And not enough to nurture the budding mangoes.  I fear a poor mango season is ahead.

On my way to work the other morning, I stopped near the traffic lights as usual to buy strings of threaded jasmine blossom.  The regular seller handed me my strings, and as I moved forward I lifted them to my face without thinking, breathing in the sweet scent. He ran back towards me, proffering a small blossom of the newly flowering tree, known as the university blossoms, the Myanmar word sounding to me like “gangkaw”. “It smells good” he told me in Myanmar, and gave me the stem to take with me before disappearing into the traffic again to sell his flowers.  These moments warm my soul, and brighten my outlook.  Especially when my personal outlook is clouded by the next rounds of scans and checks, which will be upon me before the month is out. I try and put these thoughts to the side, hiding them in the heady, heavy sweetness of the flowers watching over me.

yangon gangkohThe sight of the flower on my desk throughout the day brought many remarks and smiles. I learned that there are many of these blossoms on trees flowering at the university. The flower is associated with students, learning, summer, graduation and the forthcoming Thingyan Water Festival. As the season shifts, there are signs all around. The first glimpses of jacaranda, plastic padauk flowers for sale and the proliferation of the Gangkaw flowers with their sweet, heavy scent.

The shadow of the Gangaw flower falling on the girl's face

The shadow of the Gangaw flower falling on the girl’s face

It is hard to imagine that on this day a year ago, I arrived in Scotland and was greeted by perishing temperatures and snow. But as the season shifts here, those signs are visible across the globe too.  The stretching of the daylight hours in Scotland, and the appearance of snowdrops, crocuses and daffodils all heralding the coming spring.

Therefore, I have chosen to change my background image, to one of the Island of Lismore, Scotland which was actually taken a a few years ago when I spent a number of weeks there in my father’s home early that year.

Lismore, Scotland as spring approaches

Lismore, Scotland as spring approaches

No matter where we are on the planet, time moves forward and we should choose carefully those precious images and memories which we want to take with us.

11 thoughts on “A shift in the seasons

  1. Beautiful reminder. There are no flowers here yet, but the day is lengthening, and every so often the ice melts and tricked away. 🙂 Be well, and I think of you carrying these sweeter moments as you soon go for your scan. ~Catherine

    • Thank you, Catherine – I can sense that lightening in the early mornings and later evenings, and the promise of spring in the buds on the trees. I remember spring in Mongolia, and watching the rivers gently thaw. Thank you too for your kind words about the scans, I have 15 days before the appointments and can feel the tension heightening. Warm hugs to you xxx

  2. oh, Philippa, what a beautiful post on the changing of the seasons along with the gorgeous photos. it is good for us to be reminded that time is always moving forward and that we have a chance to hold onto precious memories to take with us as we are travelling the succession of days. I hope the photo of emerging springtime on the Island of Lismore with that light of golden shine across the hills brings a glow of warmth and comforts you when you are missing you dear Father. and as Helen said above…I, too, can just smell those sweet, fragrant flowers.

    much love and light to you, dear Friend,

    Karen xoxo

    • Thank you so much, Karen – it is wonderful to know that you know what I am talking about. Yes, the photo of Lismore has been drawing me, and I can feel the change in the air when I close my eyes and think of the island spring.
      Love and light to you, and may your heart and mind be filled with many warm memories and images

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  4. I just love your posts, and this one is no exception. Beautiful pictures. You are right: time does indeed march forward, and we must hold onto the beautiful memories. The photo of Lismore is amazing; I felt so tranquil looking at it.

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