Spring Is Upon Us

by Chris Morales. 0 Comments


Spring is upon us and, although the weather is wavering as it usually does this time of year, we are all gearing up for the new season.  My wife and I are expecting our second child at the beginning of April.  We are already planning trips for the warm months and trying to figure out how to efficiently move our growing family around.  With the few days of warm weather that we have had, the yard work is starting to call to us for attention and the house needs a general Spring Cleaning.  The mountain bike group I ride with is getting started back to regular riding, I have been preparing the motorcycle for riding weather, and generally most of our outdoor activities are starting back up again.   Although winter came and went without much of a bluster, I had a particularly chilly reception to winter.  I faced some major changes at my job (which are still in transition) that required way more hours and attention than I had ever imagined.  We lost my uncle unexpectedly (Bless you Uncle Clyde) and several friends passed on to rest in peace.     With that said I must apologize to all the readers for my lack of posts over the winter season.  We will surely get back to regular posting of outdoor events and activities that are sure to excite and arouse!!  And just to give a little appeal to the taste of Spring that we are getting I'd like to end with an excerpt from the prologue for Geoffrey Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales. Click here for a translation and click here for the spoken word of the original:   When that Averylle with his shoures soote The droughte of March / hath perced to the roote And bathed every veyne in swich lycour Of which vertu engendred is the flour What zephirus eek with his sweete breeth Inspired hath in euery hold and heeth The tendre croppes / and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram / his half cour yronne And smale foweles maken melodye That slepen al the nyght with open Iye So priketh him nature / in hir corages Thanne longen folk to goon on pilrymagges And Palmeres for to seeken straunge strondes To ferne halwes / kouthe in sondry londes And specially / from euery shyres ende Of Engelond / to Caunterbury they wende The holy blisful martir / for to seke That hem hath holpen whan ∂at they weere seeke.   The passage has many different interpretations, but to me the recital of this selection always draws a picture of the revival of life and the reawakening of dormant life that is associated with Spring. Study it, listen to it, meditate on the Middle English original and the translations and let me know what you think… 

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