Spring is Busting out All Over!
Living on the Central Coast of California has its advantages. While the rest of the country was still buried in snow and dealing with tornadoes and hail storms, I was watching the flowers bloom. Granted, it’s been a wet spring around here, but the temps are high enough that the flowers are in bloom, the ceanothus is in bloom and our fruit trees are starting to pop!
The spring coastal California rains are nice. And spring for us isn’t generally a dirty thing. No melting snow revealing for the world to see all the stuff left out… But we do get mudslides. Sigh. One of the things I adore about this time of the year is the budding oaks. Most of my oaks are green all year round, but in spring, we get that end of branch hint of lighter green as fresh growth ventures forth.
And the spring rains make it all so very clean and bright.
I have certain flowering shrubs that never stop blooming, my climate can be so temperate. (Drawback of that is the rare frost really kicks ass on those brave budders.) I have camellias several times a year. My jasmine can gift me with a sweet scent at most anytime. Calla lilies seem to always push through the ivy and surprise me with a cream cuplike bloom.
There is always something to focus on when I’m sitting in my local Starbucks, writing. Or perched at my desk at home, near the window that looks out over the yard. Birds are always present, out hummingbird feeders constantly need filling, especially in the winter! (We have them so confused, they don’t migrate! So we better feed them!)
I walk along the paths on the bluffs overlooking Monterey Bay and see the mass of purple ceanothus. I admire the lawn daisies, I laugh at the yellow gift of sour grass flowers and shake my head at the branches breaking on the locust trees… (They bloom so early and so heavily, the spring rains often make the branches so heavy, they break.)
It’s wonderful. It’s inspirational and it’s on the bluff that I find my mind set free to write. Looking out at the water and feeling the breeze lift my hair, even if it still carries just a touch of chill with it…I open my eyes to the worlds I create and wander off to discover new adventure, new romance, new passions!
Maureen lives along the lovely Monterey Bay and finds great inspiration in being so near the Pacific Ocean. She shares her home with Stephen, her high school sweetheart, married for over 30 years; a cat named Isabeau and a dog named Bonnie. She travels miles and miles to attend pirate festivals, renaissance fairs, scifi/fantasy conventions and writing conferences.