Seriously? How is it possible that we’re a week into March already (and that’s it’s been 2 MONTHS since I last posted)? I can’t believe it. Though, I suppose January and February kind of disappear when you’re sick for 5 weeks. Can I just say that bronchitis is NOT fun? Luckily, January and February usually tend to be kind of blah months for me anyway. Once Christmas is over, I’m ready to leap into Spring.
I guess, in a way, I kind of got my wish–glossed over February and straight into March. The other morning I awoke to the birds chirping outside my window–truly the first sign that winter is coming to an end– and driving home from work yesterday I saw the tiniest pink cherry blossoms peaking out of some bare branches. A joyous sight if ever there was one!
Emily Dickinson wrote:
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here
A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.
There’s “a little madness in the Spring,” a carefree euphoria that seems to come this time of year. And with it, longer, warmer days, brighter colors, and the promise of new life.
Who can’t help but be cheered by Spring?