Here are some words of wisdom from Yoko Ono’s “Season of Glass” (1981).
and one remembers one’s innocence
and one remembers one’s exuberance
and one remembers one’s reverence
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).
It’s gone. But the ice remains!