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The daffodils sprang in December
while winter was barely new;
the earliest I can remember,
the daffodils sprang in December,
they had only decayed in September
when the summer was scarcely through;
the daffodils sprang in December
while winter was barely new.
-GeorgeFilip
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I'm going to acknowledge up front that this poem is very bleak. because here's the thing - stuff isn't set in stone yet, we've already started to reverse some of the processes, we're finding new solutions every day, and I'm not the type that likes to dwell in negative thinking when a more positive mindset will help us grow forward instead of getting lost in the stagnancy of "what's done is done". we can do our part by getting educated, recycling, supporting our local flora and fauna, and becoming activists for our own backyards.
however, I have a really hard time with that positive outlook every February, when the flowers start blooming way too early. winter depression is never really a thing I've struggled with, but spring always hits me hard. I wrote this eight years ago, and I have thought about it every single day this month, just because it gets more potent every year. I decided I wanted to share it, if just for some solidarity to anyone else who's finding The Sadness creeping upon them as the days get prematurely warm.
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Above lake Oeschinen, January 7, 2023 (at this time of year there should be a lot of snow here, but it was mild like in april)
shot with Nettar 515 on Ilford HP5
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god i really hope that somewhere out there in the infinite world is a grandma who's been making temperature blankets/scarves every year since the 60s and is looking at them all together going 'huh'
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Trying to take pics with my fav blossoms
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today my dad decided to take us to the beach
but since it's fucking February I didn't think of bringing a swimsuit to his house
my dad's response to this fact was to give me one of his swimming trunks and tell me figure something out
fun fact: I am physically unable to go to a beach and not go into the ocean no matter how cold it is
result: I was at the beach wearing my dad's swimming trunks and a bra and feeling both like a happy wet dog and like a Sim who just aged up
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Today was a wonderful day as we were treated to multiple new photos of Dior’s Global Ambassador, Park Jimin.
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Jimin fronts Dior Men’s Spring 2024 line. The internet moves on from joyful things too quickly, so let’s take a moment to appreciate Jimin’s campaign!
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The trees by my window are blooming and there are daisies sprouting from the grass, amidst the dead autumn leaves.
It's November, in the northern hemisphere.
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I dislike the February March stillness
It is 70° today in the Midwest on March 3rd
I have my window open
The wind rustles the leaves
The sun beats down on my skin
It feels like summer
Yet
The frogs do not croak
The insects are silent
Even the birds seem less
Infinitely distant
As if an afterthought of the soundscape of spring
The bunnies have yet to return to my street
The silence is heavy
And despite all the merriment and rejoicing of the warm weather I can't help but feel
Empty
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