The Vernal Equinox is upon us once again. Hello friend. It has been too long.As I get older, the time period from September till March feels longer and longer. I don't like it. I prefer the time from March till September, my season of light.
As a kid, I grew up on a road that ran east west. On March 21st, the sun set right down the road. Around this time, the geese flew in giant v-shaped formations northward to their breeding grounds in Canada and the Spring Peeper tree frogs sang rhythmically serenading the season of Spring.
As a grown up, spring break for our daughter began our annual migration to Florida and a cruise around the Caribbean. The escape southward thrust us past Spring headlong into Summer. Spring in Colorado soon followed with the song of the meadow lark booming in the mornings.
The days lengthen. The grass grows. The birds sing. We yearn to be outside more. I wonder if we appreciate this season of light for what it is or because of what we had to endure to see it through for another year?
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