Ode to spring and car­ni­val

The Chronicle - - NEWS | OPINION - Su­san Hart­land newsetwell@thechron­i­cle.com.au

UN­LIKE many parts of Aus­tralia, we en­joy dis­tinct sea­sons in Toowoomba.

In au­tumn many trees lose their leaves to be­come stark, skele­tal sil­hou­ettes against cool night skies sil­vered by moon­light.

Win­ter can be mis­er­able, with frosts and chill, bit­ing winds - long, drab months for those who hate the cold.

But a keenly felt win­ter means we ap­pre­ci­ate spring all the more.

As the days length, as that empty smell of win­ter be­comes the per­fume of honey and heat, as boughs droop with blos­som, there is a true sense of re­birth, a lift in spir­its. All the more pro­nounced be­cause of the short, chilly days be­fore.

It is a bright sea­son of bloom and colour, of sweet fra­grances and hope.

So fit­ting that we in Toowoomba and the Darling Downs cel­e­brate the com­ing of this bright sea­son with an iconic fes­ti­val the envy of many other re­gions.

Is there any­thing more joy­ous than the Car­ni­val of Flow­ers? It is in­deed a sym­bol of spring.

Much of our edi­tion to­day is a cel­e­bra­tion of all-things car­ni­val, from the Grand Cen­tral Flo­ral Pa­rade to the Er­gon En­ergy Food and Wine fes­ti­val, to the amaz­ing Chron­i­cle Gar­den Com­pe­ti­tion.

It’s spring. It’s car­ni­val. It’s time to bid farewell to win­ter and let our mood re­flect the sea­son.

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