We are going through some days of unseasonable weather here, very mild, almost Spring-like. The leaves have not yet fully fallen from the trees, and the garden is still flowering. It reminded me today of this old poem on the changing seasons:

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.

Wu-Men, 1183 – 1260