Reub's journey

12 April 2011

Two months back in the middle of March

The weather has been so changeable this week: sunny and warm for an hour, and then pelting down cold rain and even hail. We have lit a fire in the fireplace almost every night.


 The valley streams are running high, and the mountains are buried in snow.

The blossoms on the trees are in full bloom. Here are a few shots of them, along with a stanza of poetry by Robert Frost:

The sun was warm but the wind was chill. 
You know how it is with an April day

When the sun is out and the wind is still, 
You're one month on in the middle of May. 
 But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.
 Two Tramps in Mud Time, by Robert Frost


  1. Hi Kerry ~~ Sorry about your bad weather. Stay warm and dry!

    The Robert Frost poem is great and your pretty pictures fit right in.

    Happy MidWeek Blues,

  2. That's April for you.

    After some glorious days we are back to grey and chill. Actually, you may not believe this, but I am desperate for rain, the garden is dry and getting drier every day.
    Unheard of for this country.

  3. Two Tramps in Mud Time??? i love it. that is exactly how the weather is around here, except our range is a bit wider - i mean, 80 degrees and down to 30???? we're talking middle of june and back to february, at least. fickle, fickle...

  4. I don't care how much rain you get, you live in a gorgeous part of our country! And don't you appreciate those beautiful flowering trees all the more for it?Thanks for sharing the beauty and bounty!

  5. Know what you mean -frustrating when the weather keeps changing!
    Love your mountain pic!
    And the blooms are gorgeous.

  6. Yup, that's April! We are not blooming much yet around here, but the buds are swelling. Robert Frost hit the nail squarely on the head!

  7. Jim: Don't be sorry. I actually love the long days of rain and bluster. They never really give me the blues; it's just a device.

    Friko: I do believe that even in England there may be times when you can be desperate for rain; I think your climate may be somewhat akin to ours. In dry years i really worry.

    Slim: 80 down to 30 is even a bigger gap, yeah. This week it really never got up past 48, and at night it is near freezing. But 80? Nope. may have a hot summer.

    Merry: Ha. You know I appreciate it all, I really do. I even kinda like it that it is late. Remember last year? It was all abloom in March, right ,when you were here?

    Jeanette and Dimple: I don't know where you are from, but I think we all share a similar knowledge of early spring. It has some summer days and some days that belong in January. I like it.

  8. Those blossoms are a welcome sight! Beautiful.

  9. Spring makes me crazy with the tempestuous weather and all the weird mood swings in human beings.

    But your pictures? GORGEOUS!!

  10. As always, you manage to couple poignant words with wonderful photography.

    A classic and fitting poem...


  11. I love the beautiful blossoms you've captured and I am always up for a Robert Frost poem. In this one, Frost has penned the frustration of spring weather. Although you expect warmer drier weather by May, a chill wind stirs up some rain and you are right back in what feels like March or April. It all is a very muddy time of year, especially when you're Ed, Reub or my Lindsay and the kitchen floor just got cleaned. Frost forgot to mention the kitchen floor here. (That's likely because he probably did not have the responsibility of cleaning it).
    Great post today, Kerry. Thanks for sharing. =D

  12. Rebecca, In Pennsylvania I bet you have beautiful blossoms, too.
    Reya, Nothing beats your shots of the cherry trees in DC. I look forward to those every year.
    Saul, thank you so much.
    Linda, Ahhh the kitchen floor! Ours is a mess right now. But it is supposed to be dry this week, which will really help with doggy paw prints!


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