Tuesday, February 24, 2009
What can I say?
I missed posting yesterday because I dropped out of sight of technology for a day. I took the day off, walked on the beach, went out to dinner, and enjoyed every moment of an extended weekend.
I won't call this spring fever, because today is not particularly warm. But the daffodils and forsythia are blooming and buds are on the shrubs. I can feel that we're about to turn the corner of our coldest days and begin to blossom in the delight of spring in the South.
I don't think that there's much that can compare to spring down here. Everything wakes up and shouts out that it's time to put on a color display. Azaleas are everywhere with their riot of color. And the days begin to develop a languid feel to them. The first regatta of the season takes place with multi-colored spinnakers billowing on the downwind runs. And the chorus of spring peepers is amazing in the wetland near the house.
We're not there yet, but the forecast is for warmer weather this week. I can feel that collective energies are gathering to bring forth new growth. And with it, there is a spiritual reawakening that is starting to occur within me as well. Life is good.