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Endless season

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Here are some words of wisdom from Yoko Ono’s “Season of Glass” (1981).

spring passes
and one remembers one’s innocence

summer passes
and one remembers one’s exuberance

autumn passes
and one remembers one’s reverence

winter passes
and one remembers one’s perseverance

Ono ends with the season that never passes, the “season of glass.” Or maybe what she really means is the season of ice.

That is because even as the seasons change, skating pretty much stays the same.

Lace ’em up, tuck the ends under. Swizzles, progressives, power pulls, cross strokes, swing rolls, turns. Wave to the guys who do the Zamboni. Say hi to my skating pals. Another set of those three turns that I love so much. Check my posture. Check my hip position. Check my ankle bend. Try to get a little more speed this time. Kilian. Now in reverse!

Another autumn shading into winter. Basil finished, tomatoes all gone (only lost one to the marauding squirrels this season).

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It’s gone. But the ice remains!

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Author: Joskates

Don't see me on the ice? I may be in the classroom or at the theater, or hanging out with my family and friends.

4 thoughts on “Endless season

  1. I feel exactly the same as you with regards to the ice almost never changing. I usually tell people that I love to skate because it isn’t weather dependent. It can be raining, snowing, sleeting, hailing, etc. outside but the ice is always there, at a constant temperature so I always know what to expect (except when the Zam breaks down or the humidifier dies).

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  2. Yes, that’s really a benefit here in the dead of Minnesota winter! It may be cold in the rink but at least you don’t have to wear a face mask! And in the summer, it’s even better! Hope the sun is shining where you are, Eva–but of course we can skate even when it’s raining!

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  3. The rink is a little bit like an outside that’s not raining. At least that’s how I think about it in the Seattle winter (spring, fall).

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  4. That is quite a lovely way to think of it, Mary! Still, don’t you wish we had a Sun Valley-type set up in our own backyards?

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