Cypress field by seasons

Since Amanda desires it for the A and I Poetry Challenge, my first limerick it is. When was the last time you did something for the first time? 

There once was a field in Toscana
that couldn’t decide what it’s gonna:
rest, freeze or make room
for poppies to bloom.
Once done, autumn said: “I don’t wanna.”

The cypress field in question is one of several I pass on my daily walk to the station. Here it is in all seasons, such as they are here in Mediterranean southern Tuscany.

It starts with September which is the most underwhelming month, but only on the surface, and ends with the explosion of poppies in June. In July and August the field turns into a dry patch like everything else.

Extras: a black cat, the familiar tail and the first snow in the five years since I’m here. Click on a photo to view them in the gallery.

If you like this kind of by-the-seasons view, find three links to similar posts below.

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30 thoughts on “Cypress field by seasons

  1. Wow, Manja. So many different views. It is almost like there are 18 seasons, as each photo has a very different feel to it. The wispy tall seeding grass, gives a mellow yearning feel, the poppies and flowers energizing hope, the dry crunchy grass turned yellow signifies demise and also for me heat, as this is si similar to Australia in early spring – summertime. Your limerick is also fun, lighthearted and like the weather uncertain and reluctant. I hear my friends in the North eagerly awaiting the onset of Spring, yet it is often shy indecisive and doesn’t want to show it face. A fantastic post!!! So happy you participated.

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    1. Ohh, and I’m glad that I had a look in the spam folder since there is where your comment landed! Thank you so much, Amanda, I’m glad you like it. It’s true, the sky is changing constantly, as does the growth, so no wonder I take so many photos non-stop. I admit that first I read in your reminder post that it’s a limerick about seasons and that’s when I thought of this field. Only later I saw that it should be about autumn in particular, so I thought of the little ditty. 🙂 Thank you for making me do it!

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    1. Ah, thank you, Markus! 🙂 I’d always thought to do it too, and now I could. If you haven’t seen three others I posted yet, there are links in the end of this post. Do yours! You’ve got seasons, right? 😉

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      1. ..I checked the other posts. Great, too! ..but I guess I didn’t get the full idea by watching it the first time. 🙂
        I tried one series from our kitchen window.. ..frosty January, snowy February, first blooms in March… …and I guess April brought up a new idea on my mind… ..I never finish it. 🙂

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  2. Brilliant limerick! I’m not sure which photo I like best: the winter one (oh to have such a light snow in Ottawa in January) or the artified poppies. One thing for sure, March is the time to visit Tuscany.

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    1. Great choice, Susanne. 🙂 I’d say late March, early April. Everything is bursting. And thank you for liking my limerick. She is happy to hear that. (Limerick would be a cool girl’s name, no?) Also, I’ve got a couple of Montrealites (is that how you say it?) coming over for a few days, any word of advice? 😀

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  3. The quintessential Italian countryside tree, at least to me. Fun series, and I can’t believe I like the winter scenes (the ones without snow, the Novembers and Jan 23) the best given my loathing of cold weather. Of course, the June ones are pretty cheerful, too!

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    1. I don’t know what is cold weather for you, Lexi, but here it’s very pleasant even in the winter, unless it’s windy. Then it chills to the bones. Maybe five times amore had to scratch the ice off the windshield at 5 am all winter. This snow in February this year was an anomaly. Only lasted a few hours. And yes, the cypresses are a symbol of Tuscany, even though we’ve got the pine trees too, and the eucalyptus, of all things.

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