I heard the sound of the Koel bird today. Just reminded me that summer is coming.
I remember my childhood when in school I used to observe the changes taking place around me on the onset of springtime and then...my favorite of all the seasons.....summer.
The dragonflies swarming on the newly grown grass on our school grounds. Me, running around the neon coloured grass just to see them take off in flight...To hear the sound of their tiny, yet fast wings. Little me, trying to spot as many beautiful, intricately designed butterflies. And the smell of the buds and flowers of the plants that surrounded me.
The longer days...and more time to play...out in the open with friends who I would have to so soon let go of, that they may go to the paths they needed to go. Away from me.
My favorite trees....just preparing to bloom, the flame tree and the plumeria tree.
All kinds of weird insects, coming about to enjoy the fading slumber of nature, and she also continues to stretch out her arms and conduct all of her children, the plants of the world to show off their vivid colours.
I miss running freely in the grassy ground of my old school. Hearing the sounds of parrots, koels and mynas. The pretty plants around the school office and staff room giving out buds and new leaves.
It was amazing. And I cherish those days. Those days of springtime at my school. I miss those days. But I wouldn't want them back. I enjoyed it while I could. There is a whole world of beautiful nature in springtime awaiting me to admire and observe and relish.
And so I praise God for His marvellous works in nature....and in the lives of me and the people around me.
I remember my childhood when in school I used to observe the changes taking place around me on the onset of springtime and then...my favorite of all the seasons.....summer.
The dragonflies swarming on the newly grown grass on our school grounds. Me, running around the neon coloured grass just to see them take off in flight...To hear the sound of their tiny, yet fast wings. Little me, trying to spot as many beautiful, intricately designed butterflies. And the smell of the buds and flowers of the plants that surrounded me.
The longer days...and more time to play...out in the open with friends who I would have to so soon let go of, that they may go to the paths they needed to go. Away from me.
My favorite trees....just preparing to bloom, the flame tree and the plumeria tree.
All kinds of weird insects, coming about to enjoy the fading slumber of nature, and she also continues to stretch out her arms and conduct all of her children, the plants of the world to show off their vivid colours.
I miss running freely in the grassy ground of my old school. Hearing the sounds of parrots, koels and mynas. The pretty plants around the school office and staff room giving out buds and new leaves.
It was amazing. And I cherish those days. Those days of springtime at my school. I miss those days. But I wouldn't want them back. I enjoyed it while I could. There is a whole world of beautiful nature in springtime awaiting me to admire and observe and relish.
And so I praise God for His marvellous works in nature....and in the lives of me and the people around me.
