Sunday, March 20, 2022

Equinox

Yesterday it was gloriously warm, this morning it was cool and sunny, this afternoon it is blustery and cold, windows open, windows closed, heat back on. 

Dig out your flip flops and fire up the grill, pull on your hoodie and set some soup to simmer, unfurl the fleece throw and lay a fire on the hearth. 

Open with the daffodils, shine with the morning dew, bend with the willows in the wind. 

Spring will come as it will: 

There is no denying the vivid green of the tiny leaves on the trees, the pinking of the redbud branches, the cherry blossoms unfolding to their peak. 

3 comments:

  1. I love March for all of the reasons you so brilliantly write...I love the blossoms unfolding to their peak. :)

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  2. This is March in a nutshell. Flip flops one minute, fleece the next. For me, I cherish the reminder that no matter how spring chooses to arrive, it's on the way.

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  3. "Dig out your flip flops and fire up the grill, pull on your hoodie and set some soup to simmer, unfurl the fleece throw and lay a fire on the hearth." Ain't that the truth of spring. At this time of year I wear four layer to school each morning. Two to keep me warm in the morning and all four to shed as the day goes on. Bring on the spring.

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