A Spring In My Step
Over the past couple of days, it feels like spring has finally sprung after too many delays. The sun feels warm again. The frost has finally disappeared from view. The days seem longer and brighter. It's been so long but now you can smell it in the air, you can hear it in the birds' chirps and you can feel it when the sun hits your face.
There's always something about the changing seasons for me. I'm not sure what it is exactly but they seem like traditional periods, where you're moving from one state into another. It's like you have to shift your mentality. I'm more secluded during the winter, as I hide away and cuddle up. I visit my horse less. I have more days where it's difficult to get out of bed. When spring arrives (and it bloody took its time this year), I feel refreshed, as if someone breathed new air into my lungs. The sun is out, you seek being outdoors more and stuff just gets a little easier when you're not freezing your arse off.
I think one of my favourite things is the blue sky and the warm breeze in the air. I swear the air smells fucking different. Winter air is crisp and bites your cheeks, turning them pink, but spring air is more like a soft but fresh caress on your face.
It has certainly made driving around on the scooter a much more enjoyable experience. I like to drive with the cover of my helmet down whenever possible but during this kind of weather it's a damn pleasure, as opposed to being stuck in a car. I feel closer with the world and driving around makes an energy settle into my bones in a nice way. Not to mention that the blue sky can be incredibly beautiful.
You also seek out being in the sun and feeling that special comfort when it warms you up. This applies to both people and animals. A day last week, I was sat on the sofa with my window open and feeling the sun hit my pale bare legs. It was utterly refreshing. Hallie always seeks out sun spots to lay in and she'll stay there until she's panting and finally have to get up and move away to avoid overheating. But she'll stay in the sun for as long as possible, soaking it in and when you touch her fur afterwards, she's so freaking warm.
And with spring and the ice finally retreating, it's also time to reinstate forest rides. I don't utilise having a neighbouring forest as much as I should but in my defence, it's often a bit of a tense affair. Money looks at a lot of things and she gets worked up pretty easily. Combine that with having been on rest for a couple of days, quite heavy winds and people dressed up with swords running around in the bushes, it can definitely be very interesting, like it was last Saturday. But it was also nice, even if I had a horse that pretended like she had forgotten her gait walk and that she could only do jittery trot steps on the whole way back. The grounds are still brown and the trees have yet to sprout leaves but it will happen soon and then the rides will be a whole lot prettier (and hopefully calmer the more times we go out and she gets used to it again).
Like I mentioned above, I really enjoy driving around on my scooter in this kind of weather and I had to pause and take this photo of the biking road that I drive on parallel to the motorway. The trees are still bare and the grass is mostly brown but there was still a different sense in the air that prompted me to stop and pull out my phone to snap a photo. I know how this route looks during the late spring and summer and I can't wait for all the trees to get "dressed" again.
Clearly, there's something about this season that also makes me want to take more photos because upon reaching Rådhuspladsen, I had to stop and take a photo again. Mind you, the Copenhagen streets are always busy but I'd bet that it does intensify when the weather is nice. People are more likely to take a stroll around when it's clear skies with a pleasant breeze in the air.
We're still in the transitioning period. Spring hasn't quite dug its clutches in firmly yet but it has wrestled control away from winter at long last. The trees are still bare but things will start growing momentarily. At work, my colleagues joked around about taking a photo out the window today and then comparing it to photos that they were planning to take over the coming days of the same place. Their bet was that you'd be able to see how much things would flourish now that the minus degrees have finally let go and vanished. I'm inclined to agree with them and I'm waiting (impatiently) to see all the new sprouts and the colours of fresh new leaves. The vibrant green of a beech tree's fresh leaves is one of my favourite colours and I can't wait to see it again.
Everything feels a little easier when the weather gets warmer and you have more light during the day. You feel more productive and not as if the day is over before you blink. I know it's the same 24 hours regardless of season but to me it feels very different when it gets dark at like 4 PM. Natural light and warmth matters and I can definitely understand why some people's mental illness can be affected by their environment and the seasons. However, I think I would hate to be in a place that didn't go through these transitions.
The place where you spend your time and the people you surround yourself with matters. As we go into a brighter time season-wise, I hope I'll be able to find more time to spend with my family and friends. I've been prioritising my studies so much, alongside with work responsibilities, that I've hardly had time to breathe and just laugh with friends. I want to do more of that. I'm proud of buckling down and putting in the work and I do enjoy it but you shouldn't let yourself get wrapped up in it entirely. I have some amazing friends that I don't see nearly enough and I'm allowed to have a social life as well.
I'm so proud of how well I've stayed on top of everything this semester and I deserve to have a little fun with all this refreshing energy that spring has breathed into me. I still have to spent a majority of my time on my studies and I have to take care of my three student jobs, as well as find time to see my horse and write my stories but maybe I should prioritise social time a little higher on my list now. We'll see how that works out for me.
But bottom line, I'm happy to have a spring in my step (get it?) and I'm embracing it with all of my might.
There's always something about the changing seasons for me. I'm not sure what it is exactly but they seem like traditional periods, where you're moving from one state into another. It's like you have to shift your mentality. I'm more secluded during the winter, as I hide away and cuddle up. I visit my horse less. I have more days where it's difficult to get out of bed. When spring arrives (and it bloody took its time this year), I feel refreshed, as if someone breathed new air into my lungs. The sun is out, you seek being outdoors more and stuff just gets a little easier when you're not freezing your arse off.
I think one of my favourite things is the blue sky and the warm breeze in the air. I swear the air smells fucking different. Winter air is crisp and bites your cheeks, turning them pink, but spring air is more like a soft but fresh caress on your face.
It has certainly made driving around on the scooter a much more enjoyable experience. I like to drive with the cover of my helmet down whenever possible but during this kind of weather it's a damn pleasure, as opposed to being stuck in a car. I feel closer with the world and driving around makes an energy settle into my bones in a nice way. Not to mention that the blue sky can be incredibly beautiful.
You also seek out being in the sun and feeling that special comfort when it warms you up. This applies to both people and animals. A day last week, I was sat on the sofa with my window open and feeling the sun hit my pale bare legs. It was utterly refreshing. Hallie always seeks out sun spots to lay in and she'll stay there until she's panting and finally have to get up and move away to avoid overheating. But she'll stay in the sun for as long as possible, soaking it in and when you touch her fur afterwards, she's so freaking warm.
And with spring and the ice finally retreating, it's also time to reinstate forest rides. I don't utilise having a neighbouring forest as much as I should but in my defence, it's often a bit of a tense affair. Money looks at a lot of things and she gets worked up pretty easily. Combine that with having been on rest for a couple of days, quite heavy winds and people dressed up with swords running around in the bushes, it can definitely be very interesting, like it was last Saturday. But it was also nice, even if I had a horse that pretended like she had forgotten her gait walk and that she could only do jittery trot steps on the whole way back. The grounds are still brown and the trees have yet to sprout leaves but it will happen soon and then the rides will be a whole lot prettier (and hopefully calmer the more times we go out and she gets used to it again).
Like I mentioned above, I really enjoy driving around on my scooter in this kind of weather and I had to pause and take this photo of the biking road that I drive on parallel to the motorway. The trees are still bare and the grass is mostly brown but there was still a different sense in the air that prompted me to stop and pull out my phone to snap a photo. I know how this route looks during the late spring and summer and I can't wait for all the trees to get "dressed" again.
Clearly, there's something about this season that also makes me want to take more photos because upon reaching Rådhuspladsen, I had to stop and take a photo again. Mind you, the Copenhagen streets are always busy but I'd bet that it does intensify when the weather is nice. People are more likely to take a stroll around when it's clear skies with a pleasant breeze in the air.
We're still in the transitioning period. Spring hasn't quite dug its clutches in firmly yet but it has wrestled control away from winter at long last. The trees are still bare but things will start growing momentarily. At work, my colleagues joked around about taking a photo out the window today and then comparing it to photos that they were planning to take over the coming days of the same place. Their bet was that you'd be able to see how much things would flourish now that the minus degrees have finally let go and vanished. I'm inclined to agree with them and I'm waiting (impatiently) to see all the new sprouts and the colours of fresh new leaves. The vibrant green of a beech tree's fresh leaves is one of my favourite colours and I can't wait to see it again.
Everything feels a little easier when the weather gets warmer and you have more light during the day. You feel more productive and not as if the day is over before you blink. I know it's the same 24 hours regardless of season but to me it feels very different when it gets dark at like 4 PM. Natural light and warmth matters and I can definitely understand why some people's mental illness can be affected by their environment and the seasons. However, I think I would hate to be in a place that didn't go through these transitions.
The place where you spend your time and the people you surround yourself with matters. As we go into a brighter time season-wise, I hope I'll be able to find more time to spend with my family and friends. I've been prioritising my studies so much, alongside with work responsibilities, that I've hardly had time to breathe and just laugh with friends. I want to do more of that. I'm proud of buckling down and putting in the work and I do enjoy it but you shouldn't let yourself get wrapped up in it entirely. I have some amazing friends that I don't see nearly enough and I'm allowed to have a social life as well.
I'm so proud of how well I've stayed on top of everything this semester and I deserve to have a little fun with all this refreshing energy that spring has breathed into me. I still have to spent a majority of my time on my studies and I have to take care of my three student jobs, as well as find time to see my horse and write my stories but maybe I should prioritise social time a little higher on my list now. We'll see how that works out for me.
But bottom line, I'm happy to have a spring in my step (get it?) and I'm embracing it with all of my might.
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