Five Minute Friday: Still

14888259519_6a3bea646d_mThose who’d like to participate in Five Minute Friday will write for five minutes on the topic of the week, post it on their own blog and link up the post here.  This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.

Just write.

This week’s prompt is:  STILL



At lunch I trudged out into the November chill, mentally kicking myself for wearing the jacket with a broken zipper as I felt the first blast of the wind coming off Boston Harbor.  Like everyone else in the city, I was scurrying from building to building because my winter tolerance hasn’t developed yet for the year.  We just received our first little burst of snow last night, which was quickly erased due to not-warm-to-us-but-warm-to-snow sun this morning.

The stillness that is New England in winter is beginning to settle.  The light is a bit more dim, even in the middle of the day.  The remaining leaves are dropping from tree limbs as fast as they can.  Life outside is dwindling once more.  Life will continue inside, thanks to both heating and lights, and sometime in March or April, we’ll all pop our heads outside in confusion as the sun actually provides some warmth along with the brief hours of sunlight.

Yet despite the stillness, a few things are determined to go against the laws of nature and live according to their own rules.  The roses are still blooming on the Greenway.  A cluster of white flowers is popping up that seem to survive all winter here in Boston.  (I have no idea what they are).

imageAnd then there was this tree.  I saw it today and had to take a picture because it clearly does not understand that it’s November.  It’s flowering.  Honest to goddess spring style flowering.

What was stranger is that it’s in one of the intersections that never seems to get any light during the winter months – at Oliver and High Streets.

Just quietly standing there, its limbs dead still because there was no breeze, proudly daring winter to show up.

It may be a bit confused when the holiday lights show up in a couple weeks instead.

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  1. Helen says:

    There used to be one cherry tree in the garden of our old house that used to flower like a rebel: always a few months out of synch with the other trees. I loved that tree: it always made me smile, standing there, leafless, flowering so defiantly, so beautifully.

  2. Sarah says:

    Lovely. There’s something just lovely about the change of seasons! We have had a dusting of snow here in the Midwest this week, too. Braced for the cold months ahead…

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