Goldregen
Wolf | May 24th, 2010 - 09:01Every May, the laburnum in front of my house bursts into a blaze of golden yellow blossom, lusting for life at a time when the heralds of spring are already nearing the end of their act, yet nature can still not make up her mind whether to advance irrefutably towards summer or retreat into tepid all-purpose weather.
The blossoms hang heavily from the branches, like a massive harvest of the sweetest and fullest bunches of grapes. The fragrance is beguiling.
The impressive, old tree has been in his spot of soil long before I bought the house. Over the years, it has become a reliable friend. When I stretch out of my office window on the first floor, I can touch the tips of its branches. I wonder how many springs the laburnum has already welcomed with its grand spectacle.
In German, the laburnum is called Goldregen, literally golden rain.
I call this time of year “pleasantly mild”, whereas some people respond by panting “phew, what a scorcher”. This sort of panting is often an early warning sign of hyperactivity and obsessional compulsion with lawnmowers, sprinklers and inflammable charcoal.
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