Sundry Wonders recounts what I saw and thought about during my walks with Ollie over the past week. Photos taken with a Fujifilm X-T4 (very much a beginner) or my Pixel 5 phone (if we walked in the middle of the day, or I was in a bit of a rush). I’d love to hear about and see what you experienced this week. Let me know in the comments!

A strange anniversary

Two years ago yesterday, I said goodbye to my friend as she left my apartment. I locked the door behind her, and that marked the beginning of my Covid seclusion. I entertained myself by taking long walks with Ollie, and trying to pay even more attention to my surroundings.

Crocuses come up in the spring

I spied my first crocus that week. The world had turned upside down, I said to myself, but crocuses still come up in the spring. I took comfort them, and in the seasons that continued to change, more or less on schedule, our changing climate notwithstanding. Cyclical constants, rhythms, I needed touchstones, as time melted and stretched in the strange way it’s done these past two years.

Yesterday, I saw my first crocuses. I know the sunny yards to find them now, and I went looking. I needed reassurance again. This time, it is not my world turned upside down, but one half a world away.

A symbol of hope

Others saw me bending down to look at them. “Crocuses!” we exclaimed, because that is all one needs to say. Winter does not last forever, and crocuses come up in the spring.

I met the same friend I said goodbye to at a restaurant on Friday, and other friends on Saturday. It was almost like a normal weekend. This winter is not over, but crocuses come up in the spring.

Gallery: Winter into Spring

Click on an image to view the gallery of snaps from the last couple of weeks.

Catch all the Sundry Wonders posts and let me know what you experienced on your walks in the comments!