Woven & Spun

Summer 2012

I cannot believe that it is February. In the Southern hemisphere, we have entered the last month of summer and I’m not sure how i feel about fall being just around the corner.
It hasn’t been a great summer weather-wise, with coolish days and nights and all that rain. But nevertheless, the end of summer is always bittersweet. Here is a song by Dar Williams, aptly titled February, that i love. It is more suited to the weather patterns of the Northern hemisphere but i think the sentiments are the same. February can seem just so long sometimes. 
I threw your keys in the water, I looked backThey’d frozen halfway down in the iceThey froze up so quickly, the keys and their ownersEven after the anger, it all turned silentAnd the everyday turned solitary, so we came to FebruaryFirst we forgot where we’d planted those bulbs last yearAnd then we forgot that we’d planted it allThen we forgot what plants are altogetherAnd I blamed you for my freezing and forgettingAnd the nights were long and cold and scary, can we live through February?You know I think Christmas was a long red glareShot up like a warning, we gave presents without cardsAnd then the snow, and then the snow cameWe were always out shoveling and we dropped to sleep exhaustedThen we wake up, and it’s snowingAnd February was so long that it lasted into MarchAnd found us walking a path alone togetherYou stopped and pointed and you said, “That’s a crocus”And I said, “What’s a crocus?”, And you said, “It’s a flower”I tried to remember, but I said, “What’s a flower?”You said, “I still love you”The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware storeMy new lover made me keys to the houseAnd when we got home, well we just started chopping woodBecause you never know how next year will beAnd we’ll gather all our arms can carry, I have lost to February

I cannot believe that it is February. In the Southern hemisphere, we have entered the last month of summer and I’m not sure how i feel about fall being just around the corner.

It hasn’t been a great summer weather-wise, with coolish days and nights and all that rain. But nevertheless, the end of summer is always bittersweet. Here is a song by Dar Williams, aptly titled February, that i love. It is more suited to the weather patterns of the Northern hemisphere but i think the sentiments are the same. February can seem just so long sometimes. 

I threw your keys in the water, I looked back
They’d frozen halfway down in the ice
They froze up so quickly, the keys and their owners
Even after the anger, it all turned silent
And the everyday turned solitary, so we came to February

First we forgot where we’d planted those bulbs last year
And then we forgot that we’d planted it all
Then we forgot what plants are altogether
And I blamed you for my freezing and forgetting
And the nights were long and cold and scary, can we live through February?

You know I think Christmas was a long red glare
Shot up like a warning, we gave presents without cards
And then the snow, and then the snow came
We were always out shoveling and we dropped to sleep exhausted
Then we wake up, and it’s snowing

And February was so long that it lasted into March
And found us walking a path alone together
You stopped and pointed and you said, “That’s a crocus”
And I said, “What’s a crocus?”, And you said, “It’s a flower”
I tried to remember, but I said, “What’s a flower?”
You said, “I still love you”

The leaves were turning as we drove to the hardware store
My new lover made me keys to the house
And when we got home, well we just started chopping wood
Because you never know how next year will be
And we’ll gather all our arms can carry, I have lost to February