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It's the evening of the 3rd day of the 5th month of the year. It feels as though it was simultaneously just Christmas a moment ago and as if it is just around the corner. If the year continues at this speed, it IS just around the corner. Time boggles me, often. It's so ...heedless. It takes no heed.

Had to stop and go look up the etymology of heed. It's word that seems to get used a lot without people ever stopping, ironically, to take heed as to what it really means: it means "to pay attention, to give consideration to; to mind" but it came to Old English from the Old High German word huota which means "to guard".

We can't guard time, even if we can pay attention to it and give it consideration. It rushes on, regardless of us. We can't save it or take it or waste it or spend it: it goes of itself, it's not a currency we can bank on, despite our many human desires to force it to our service in some way. Whether we make good use of our time is one thing, but we have no control over it in the end.

I think I usually make pretty good use of my time, though it often slips past me and continues on its merry way when I'm distracted; when I'm busy (which is to say, often) and when melancholy. Reading, on the other hand, the kind of reading that absorbs you into a good story, seems to merge you INTO the flow of time. It passes but you pass with it, subconsciously aware and fully involved in its forward progress even while you detach mentally from the world time is passing through.

Mostly, I think, we are aware of time only after it has passed. It leaves us with whiplash from trying to look both backwards and forwards. What are nostalgia and anticipation, after all, but ways of trying to slow down or speed up time?

Spring and fall are the two seasons where we can mark the passing of time so much more clearly than summer and winter when the world often, for all intents and purposes, seems to be standing still. Some days, watching the slow-motion time-lapse of spring around me I can almost SEE the colors appearing and disappearing. Already the forsythia are morphing from yellow to green, just as the rapeseed spreads their neon-pulse across the fields. The crocus came up, went down, replaced by snowdrops and daffodils and wood anemone and tulips in turn; first cherry blossoms and now here come the lilacs, each giving way to the next in a slow-moving dance of color. The chestnut candles have yet to burst into pink- or white-tipped flame, but the wild white hawthorns are blooming now.

Time may give me no heed, nor you, but we at least can glory in the special effects its passing brings to beauty and rejoice that it continues. Time comes to pass. It comes to pass, not to stay.
mood: restless
music: Loons—Holiday Run


I do love a musing about the nature of time. Nabokov has a whole chapter on Time in, I think, Ada, and I did a paper on it in grad school. Do you have dogwood up there? I also hear no mention of azalea.

There are azaleas but I don't think they're blooming here yet, although I could be wrong. No dogwood that I know of.

Nope, I was wrong, I saw some today! I think I just don't notice them as much for some reason; they're not a favorite, maybe that's why.

From Megsie

Very well said. It is so true that in the spring it is easy to see it's progression. I have never thought of it like that, but our daffodils are fading fast, and the tulips are just about to open. What a great way to see time, by keeping track of spring flowers.

Re: From Megsie

It's fun to see the procession of them every year, and to know what's "up next" on the flower agenda :)


I am so amazed by what you notice and the words with which you describe what your eyes or thoughts have lit upon. You light up my day! Love, Lizardmom

Wish you were closer to share it with, Mom :)


Awww time! When I was in a two hour meeting last week, time went slow! Until that is I stopped looking at the clock! If you want time to slow down, you must notice time- take the time to think about what is happening.

I have a lot of time to myself since I am not married, no kids, no SO. Often I hate the extra time on my hands! But it does make time go slower, the days a little longer. Often I think not in a good way. But really, I notice that it is nice too.


Haaa! Meetings are time-suck wormholes, aren't they? :D


So well said!


Aw, thanks! :)


huota: modern German has the verb "hütten" which means according to my dicctionary: guard, protect, look after (child), keep or guard (secret). reflex. verb: be careful not to. a.s.o. I think that in some dialects today "hütten" might be pronouced a bit like "huota". Interesting thoughts about time.

ooh! thanks for the interesting update on the word!

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