Right now I’m recovering from a bit of illness and adversity. More important is that all around me, nature is recovering from a period of snow and frost.
It’s raining, gray, and muddy now. But here is what I discovered yesterday in a corner of the garden:
Do you know what’s typical for depression? If you encounter the very first flowers of the year, and you immediately begin thinking something like this: “Gee, almost spring again… What have I done with the last months? Time is going so fast… Soon it’ll be summer again… and then autumn… and winter again… and then another spring, just like this… another year… and then another year again…”
I advise you not to finish such a line of thinking. It’s futile, pointless and will get you nowhere at all. Moreover, it is really unfair to those snowdrops: instead of just looking at them, you’re using them – treating them as if they’ve sprung up to tell you something, as if they are messengers. They’re not meant to be messengers. Not even heralds of spring, at least not in the first place. Primarily, they’re meant simply to be little white flowers. And what are flowers for?
Right. No need to say more.
Now what about a typical spring voice? Maybe Russian folk singer Julia Klauzer? If you take a look at this Beatcast.tv video you can see her performing live with a band on a barren St. Petersburg rooftop, singing Ding Dong.
But here I have Julia with something more simple, the song Spring is on the way from her 2001 a capella album The Voice Of The Spring:
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• tip: Don’t keep waiting for springtime. Instead, tell yourself this is the very day you’ve been waiting for.
May 25, 1965 –
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