noun: the season after winter and before summer, in which vegetation begins to appear, in the northern hemisphere from March to May

We just “sprang forward” with our clocks and now a week later we are experiencing the vernal equinox. Spring has most definitely sprung. Here in my neck of the woods, which is actually a desert, we had a winter and now we are having a spring. I am so delighted! Some years there are no seasons. There might be cold and hot, but no cool or warm or windy or breezy or overcast or rain or foggyness. The past six months we have had a bit of everything. Weather! I am loving it.

Humans have celebrated the equinoxes and the solstices since the beginning of time with traditions and feasts and festivals. Commemorating the relationships of people with nature and how time moves us all along this continuum of life was once an expected and anticipated ritual. One that now we overlook for breaking news or daily stresses or just the overwhelmingness of the current culture we live in.

I have been trying to change that in my little corner of the world. Turning the television off and unplugging from social media, I’ve been busy in the gardens. The sycamores in the front yard are regaining their leaves and are both delicate and majestic at the same time, taking my breath away. The purple plum is just beginning to flower. The poppies in salmon and canary and poppy red make me smile everyday. And the bougainvillea, oh the bougainvillea! My children have been out and about, too; spending a Saturday morning hiking amongst desert wildflowers, glamping in Colorado amongst herds of elk, buying a ticket to a music festival, volunteering at the local county fair, going to prom.

It is good to ebb and flow with the seasons. I think our bodies do it naturally anyway, whether we acknowledge it or not. Transitions should be honored. Spring…isn’t it grand? I am excited about cleaning closets and salads for dinner and egg hunts in the soft green grass. Connecting to nature and embracing time; enjoying all Spring has to offer and looking forward to Summer, I kind of like that about myself.

“I am going to try to pay attention to the spring. I am going to look around at all the flowers, and look up at the hectic trees. I am going to close my eyes and listen.”

Anne Lamott

Have a wonderful weekend!

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