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Mar. 30th, 2011 11:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lloll4When I went out this morning today for gym, I noticed that despite it being my usual time (6.15am) the sky was already lightening. False dawn, but earlier than it was last week.
Though there be no change of seasons here, if you're very alert, you can feel the rhythm of the year in each lengthening - that at least has not yet changed despite wonky weather patterns. And even those wonky weather patterns are identifiable (even the artificial ones; woke up on the weekend to smell an entirely unwelcome but not unfamiliar smoky haze), as the days warms up more vigorously. Last week temperatures were still cool at 7am; this week you're pulling off the cardigan the moment you leave the cold crowds of the train station. The breezes are balmy, dusty, moisture-laden and clings to you.
It is the second-last day of March; spring elsewhere. Here the rains now come in the late afternoon, just as you feel that the heat is too much, but really it's only been building up the whole time, and it bursts (brief, no more than a sneeze of the clouds, really) and then the skies are blue again.
And so spring comes to the tropics.
Though there be no change of seasons here, if you're very alert, you can feel the rhythm of the year in each lengthening - that at least has not yet changed despite wonky weather patterns. And even those wonky weather patterns are identifiable (even the artificial ones; woke up on the weekend to smell an entirely unwelcome but not unfamiliar smoky haze), as the days warms up more vigorously. Last week temperatures were still cool at 7am; this week you're pulling off the cardigan the moment you leave the cold crowds of the train station. The breezes are balmy, dusty, moisture-laden and clings to you.
It is the second-last day of March; spring elsewhere. Here the rains now come in the late afternoon, just as you feel that the heat is too much, but really it's only been building up the whole time, and it bursts (brief, no more than a sneeze of the clouds, really) and then the skies are blue again.
And so spring comes to the tropics.