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I’ve Got the Month of May

May has been my favorite month ever since I can remember. That transition phase between spring and summer is so full of hope and opportunity, so bursting with expectation and dreaming. Nature is exploding in all her most beautiful colors and the sky has that special color that is both coyly pastel and stunningly intense and deep.

The train ride between Berlin and Gdańsk never ceases to be of indescribable beauty to me. Between Berlin and Frankfurt / Oder, the first hour of the ride, I can’t help but notice how different the landscape looks now from the way it did when I made the journey in the winter. The wide and rolling fields of Brandenburg are now not barren, brown and lifeless. They are juicy green and promising. And as I look out the window, suddenly I my heart starts leaping. Green has been substituted by garish and bright yellow.

Rape Fields, Brandenburg, GermanyIt is the first rape field in blossom that I see this season. I could just cry. They say that up here, you can see with the naked eye if someone will be coming for a visit in three days. Everything is spread out into the open. Everything is just there. In this world and in this life that holds so many surprises for us on an everyday basis, I think it more than calming to find myself in this Northern Germany plain that doesn’t keep anything from me. Barren brown and grey fields in winter. Explosions of green grass, golden wheat and yellow rape in summer. This is home to me, a place where I can feel secure and at peace, unafraid of the surprises that may lurk around the corner.

At my most recent stay in Poland, after our visit to Grudziądz, Karol decides to not go back on the Autostrada – the large highway – but on the quiet country road by ways of the countless cute little villages on the way to Gdańsk. After the humid, hot day with stunning blue skies, small clouds has started to emerge, and now they are thickening across the wide dome above us. Nothing hinders the eye from wandering along the horizon on either side – no hills, no house, no tree distorts my view, and the sky looks different on every end in millions of shades of white, grey and blue as it meets the earth with its astonishingly juicy green fields. The rape is blossoming a little more carefully here than it was in Brandenburg – the fields are not of the same unbroken golden yellow colour, but they are intertwined with green. The rape is not entirely ripe yet, still waiting to give out its explosive force entirely.

Landscape, Pomerania, PolandOn another day, Aga and I take the tram from the Gdańsk city center out to Brzeźno and walk from there to the park in Jelitkowo. It is too windy to walk right by the Baltic Sea beach, so we take the tarmaced trail behind the bank slope. Families with little children abound, young and old couples walking holding hands, friends chatting away, cyclists, skaters, buzzing life. The trees jutting out of the slope show leaves of such tender bright green that I feel any touch would have to destroy them. When we get to the park, we lie on the grass for an hour, sleeping, chatting and wreathing daisies.

In Jelitkowo, PolandBack in Berlin, the chestnut trees have exploded. In German the blossoms are called blossom candles, „Blütenkerzen“, as though they were something that shed light and was burning brightly into an already bright summer’s day. The pink ones have been my favorite trees since I was in high school. Their color is not subtle, it is crazed and screaming, exciting, fresh and fitting for visions of summer.

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And speaking of blossoms, there are of course the cherry and apple trees that have their white beauty on display as though they were ready for their wedding. They never look as gorgeous as they do when in blossom, no matter the appeal of a tree carrying ripe fruit. I cannot help but think how the entire change of seasons and the idea of the passing of time is so iconically symbolized in the little white flowers on these trees. They remind me that every moment is precious, and they make the promise of a good tomorrow. I find hope in them.

Greifswald, GermanyGrudziądz, PolandDo you have a favorite month? What do you like about this time of year?

14 Comments

  1. I’m not sure what my favourite month is, July pops to my mind but I’m not sure why. I like all seasons, really, although this year I was really happy when spring finally arrived. If this May were just a bit wormer, I would love it even more 🙂

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 23, 2013 at 3:07 pm

      It’s been okay here warmth wise – just very inconsistent which is a bit more annoying about May than about July I suppose. But with German weather, who can ever really tell…

  2. April used to be my favorite until moving to Germany – just not warm enough here yet. So maybe now I’ll say July – just so filled with happiness all around!

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 23, 2013 at 3:08 pm

      Hehe, I guess different months mean very different things around the world as climate and vegetation change… I’m also looking forward to summer!!

  3. I don’t know if I have a favorite month per se, but I can definitely relate to what you are saying. There is always something really nice about the coming of Spring. It brings with it fresh colors and smells growth and rebirth. Cheers to your adventures!

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 23, 2013 at 3:08 pm

      Thanks, Andy – I agree, Spring is wonderful. Although I’m also starting to be ready for a good real summer!!

  4. April and May are my favorite months too as spring is my favorite season. There is just something so remarkable about seeing everything come back to life after a cold, dark winter. I am jealous of your train ride and your flower crown is beautiful, reminds me of the ones I used to make as a kid!

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 28, 2013 at 6:59 pm

      You have so many train rides waiting for you so very soon, Sarah… Enjoy it to bits and pieces! Can’t wait to see the flower crowns you’ll get to wear in Central America 🙂

  5. May is my favourite month too! Primarily because it is my birthday month but also for the same reasons as you – I love spring. My favourite season is summer so apart from May, I love June to August too.

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 28, 2013 at 7:00 pm

      Hehe – so happy birthday to you, Mandy! I like August for the birthday reason too 🙂

  6. Looks gorgeous! How is it that you get sun and warm weather in Poland and Germany and not in Switzerland?! Lovely written as always 🙂

    • bridgekeeper

      Mai 28, 2013 at 7:01 pm

      Oh don’t worry Aggy, we are now back to autumn… it is cold an rainy… can’t wait for summer to re-emerge!

  7. The seasons bring new beauty each year. Amazing how you can go from snow to thousands upon thousands of blooms.

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