Spring
I think that spring is a time when hope begins to stir in people’s hearts. I know that many people favor autumn. The thing is, even the beauty of the colored leaves cannot mask the fact that the frost and the cold are on their way and that soon the plants and abundant life of summer outdoors will be dead. Heat bills will rise and we begin this long process of enduring the cold and snow.
We will hit 70 degrees tomorrow. This is the first time since October 16th. There is something about the milder warm weather of the spring and the cool nights that make being outdoors during the day a common occurrence. With all the running around comes the shedding of some of the winter pounds and a lot of peace and comfort that long walks bring. I love to just go and put myself on automatic pilot. I look at houses and trees. I see cardinals flying between the trees. I see the hawks circling over the valley. The buds on the trees are swollen and pregnant with the promise of a leafy summer canopy. The buzz of an insect that hits your upper ear and then shakes it off and goes on its merry way. I would be a liar if I didn’t admit that I have summers off and that this colors my perception of spring and summer – well, all of the seasons for that matter. I think having July and August free make life seem like it is truly a blessing. That is why after this past week of warmer temperatures and a few nice rainstorms I have felt this stirring of hope inside me and an exuberance has returned that has been missing for about 7 months. Viva spring!
15/4/2009 8:22 AM