Equinox journal: slouching towards spring
Our January thaw came in February, with rain falling on us for Valentines Day. March has been one major snow storm after another.
The rain made our driveway a luge run. I took to walking on top of the drifts to get to the road.
The warmer weather created fog, frosting all the trees with lace.
As the sun gains strength, the ice “rots,” or melts from the ground up. Rotten ice is okay for walking, as you just crunch through it instead of having a hard surface to skate on.
The swans and geese convene in ever greater flocks, proclaiming that the time for nesting fast approaches.
On March 7 the cardinals started crooning to their lady loves. On March 8 robins magically appeared, busily kicking through the leaf litter.
More rotten ice!
Then we had ten inches of snow on March 9.
The deer have gotten brazen about eating from the bird feeders.
As have squirrels and pheasants.
I abandoned Michael as the snow fell to be with my mom for a while.
Flowers!
Snow wherever I go!
Hugs from sisters, brothers in law, uncles, and more!
Food! Wine! Tea!
Cake! Cake! Cake!
At (almost) 90, my mom still has a spring in her step and a song on her lips.
I will return to Big Woods land in a few days…and it will snow some more.
Yet, my flowers know the light balances the dark.
Our birds lay more eggs.
The world tilts. We hurtle through space and time. Together.