Vernal Equinox--Time for a change




It is 14 degrees and dark. The calendar tells me that it's the vernal equinox, and the weather forecast tells me that it is supposed to be in the 40s all week. 

OK, get on it.

My poor crocuses are the symbol of bravery lately: they are up, valiant little plants that they are. They are trying to bloom-- if it would only stop snowing on them. Maybe today. It makes me sad to see the shriveled, frost-burnt tips of the daffodil greens. They are trying, too. 

Must be a message in that. Keep trying, no matter what cold, wet reality keeps burying you.

I'm disgusted by the news cycle, for the most part. The strange disconnect between "hooray for Teams X" in the basketball tournament followed by "Hey, it's 20 years since the war in Iraq" then followed by "woohoo, maple syrup" and "wonder what that nasty dictator X is up to?"--- it's a bit hard to follow. We certainly do need a change-- of season, or the world drama--whichever comes first.

And the long-range forecast has a little snow and rain in the forecast for next weekend. Change, it seems, is a slow thing. 

I'm trying to be a crocus.

Take care,

C

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