||[Mar. 26th, 2004|05:31 pm]
One of the sad things about spending the first half of last year in the southern hemisphere was that I missed a Spring. I had forgotten how pleasant the season in England (if not Britain :-P): when the air is cool on your hands and face but warm and bright is the sun, plants are just beginning to uncurl their flowers, the days are infinitesimally longer than the nights. It's all about change - near the solstices derivatives are too small in magnitude to be interesting, the air too flat and repetitive; it is instead near the oh-so-fine and arbitrary edge that separates one region from another that harmony lies.