As someone who grew up in what most people would still call ‘the bush’, it wasn’t until I was an adult that I realized how strong the connection to nature is when you live in tune with the cycles of the seasons and all they have to offer or take away.
Back in the day when winter routinely brought -40c winter temperatures and snowbanks over 5 feet high north of Prince George, the change of seasons occurred with a consistent abruptness one could count on. Long winter, short spring, even shorter summer, short fall, and another very long winter. We never had tulips in our garden – rhubarb was more coveted because you could eat it!
I learned very early in life that you need to appreciate what nature provides when it happens, because often it is all too fleeting and then… well, you blink and it’s gone. And while my parents concentrated on the essentials,to this day I make time to enjoy the fleeting moments unique to each season.
One fleeting moment happened today, at the Tulip Festival in Agassiz, hosted by the Seabird Island Band, who I must say have incredible patience for even the most harried, entitled city dweller seeking the ultimate selfie. 🙂
Tulipsofthevalley.com is a must for anyone seeking to rejuvenate the spirit after a long winter. It’s not the scent of fresh green grass on the drive there; it isn’t even how the weight of your daily life miraculously lifts off your shoulders on the drive( take the back route, via Maple Ridge on Hwy 7).
It’s how even after waiting in a line for the shuttle bus for nearly an hour-whining kids, irritated tourists,impatient city dwellers sporting Prada purses and 3 inch heels in full force in tow -that the second ones eyes see fields of colour in a way you can’t even imagine…cancels out of the ‘hardships’ you endured to get there.
Seriously, I felt like a young deer getting off the bus, kicking my heels and frolicking towards the fields.Leaping here and there, pink to red to yellow…There is no word for how I felt.
Yes, I did get in trouble once for venturing too far down one row…but in my defense I felt the need to bond with the flowers..lol.
The festival goes until the 12th of April- if you can,I highly recommend it and in my opinion, it is worth the drive and wait in line for the shuttle. I don’t often recommend things like this, but moments of sheer beauty so powerful, so all encompassing that even the most burly men can be found standing awe-struck, are an essential balance to busy lives.
I’ll post some tips in the comments, but I will leave you with this passage :
“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when awareness begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don’t Hesitate)”
Happy Easter my friends. For this moment, let us celebrate the small moments that soothe our tired or overworked souls. See the beauty right there before you,whether in your yard, a park, a jaunty dandelion in the sidewalk or in the scent of the newly thrust, sappy leaves.And think about this.
We of many colours rejoice as one, in the many colours of these flowers. There is so much joy to be shared in the smiles of every face. from many countries.
There is more that joins us, than separates us,and this is what makes these ordinary tulips, so extraordinary.
You won’t regret it.