P365 - Day 311 - I can see the moon

I love the fact it's still light when I get home from work.

Yay for spring! Yay for daylight savings!

P365 - Day 237 - I did not speak too soon

I did not speak too soon . . . I did not speak too soon . . .

So OK, after a glorious morning, at lunchtime the weather decided it was winter time again, the temperature dropped by several degrees, the wind started blowing (up to 109 km per hour according to my handy weather app), the clouds and rain moved in . . . we had gale warnings and road weather alerts, and someone at work mentioned the words ‘highland snow’.

What a perfect opportunity to have another go at photographing a tree in a puddle, after my dismal effort last time.

This one worked a lot better.

And as for the weather, well it was a typical Tassie 'four seasons in one day' day. Well two seasons, at least.

P365 - Day 236 - spring has sprung

Last week one of my workmates was saying how lovely it was that spring was finally here: the weather was warming up, the spring bulbs were in bloom and it was still light at 5 pm.

Another colleague insisted that it wasn’t spring yet; that there was still two weeks of winter left.

Nonsense, replied colleague 1. The weather decides when it’s spring. Not the calendar.

I fall into that camp too.

If it feels like spring, looks like spring, behaves like spring, then it’s spring. Who cares what the calendar says?

One of the things I love about spring in Hobart is the circles of daffodils and/or jonquils that are planted at the base of some of the trees in St David’s Park. I don’t know how long they’ve been there, but I think they look wonderful. 

I have no doubt that we’ll be shocked by at least one more cold snap (at least!) before the weather really warms up, but for now it’s just beautiful, and begs to be taken advantage of. I wonder if my boss would be open to the idea of having our staff meetings in the park . . .

Further proof that it’s spring is that today we got back home much later than normal, and I went outside to get something that I needed to get dry off the clothesline. I’d hung the washing out last night knowing it wouldn’t be dry when we got home today, because as soon as the sun goes down and the cold sets in, the washing starts to get damp again. Except it hadn’t. It was all totally dry.

It’s an evening you might almost describe as ‘warm’, with clear skies and a great view of the stars.

A beautiful night.

A beautiful spring night.

P365 - Day 227 - it's getting ligher

This morning, as I left the house at 6.30, I noticed it wasn’t pitch black like it has been over the past few months.

The faint glimmer of light made it ever so slightly more pleasant to be heading off to work so early.

Fast forward to this evening when I was leaving work, and it was still light.

Spring is coming, and the signs are getting more obvious every day.

P365 - Day 223 - spring is nearly here!

It's still pretty wintery, but the days are slowly getting longer, it's not quite as cold in the mornings and there are signs of life starting to emerge.

No doubt we're in for one or two more cold snaps before we say goodbye to winter (and then, of course, our customary freeze in December), but at least now we can see there's light at the end of the tunnel.