Spring

It’s a beautiful day here in Southern California. Spring is absolutely here. I forget how Springtime can sneak up on me! Where ever I’ve lived, the miracle of new green leaves, flowers, more sun, warmer, longer days, all of it, always seems to suddenly jump out of nowhere. I like my winter sweaters. I like my jackets and coats. I’m never all the way ready to change up my jeans and long sleeves for shorts and t-shirts. I like to wade into things slowly, get used to them as I go. Newness is not a thing I slide into easily. Neither is Spring I guess.

I see the others shivering on the beach in their swimsuits. I see the wind whipping at their cover ups and blowing their hair back and I admire their adventurous spirit, but it’s not me. It will be well into May before I put away the bulk of my warm clothes and feel tanned enough for shorts.

I have to get a little excited first. It will help me let go of my winter cocooning. I’m glad that things only feel sped up. Plants do grow slowly, the weather shift from cold to warm is gradual. Every part is in increments. I can take my time to get up to speed, I can enjoy my sweaters for a little longer. There is a slow, lovely rythum to the changing seasons, every one of them. Happy Equinox everyone! Happy Spring!