This is one of my favorite spring quotes ~
The first day of spring was once the time for taking the young virgins into the fields, there in dalliance to set an example in fertility for nature to follow. Now we just set the clocks an hour ahead and change the oil in the crankcase.
~E.B. White, “Hot Weather,” One Man’s Meat, 1944
I don’t know about you, but I’m going to have to do something today to mark the vernal equinox, even though it is 28-feels-like-21 with 100% chance of light snow. Thank you, weather gods.
First, I think I’ll sprint outside and see if the crocus tops are peeking through the snow. They were the other day, but then we got another dusting.
I’ll stick a toe out in the neighborhood, bundle up, and go for a walk. Maybe hit a Starbucks/Second Cup/Timmies/whatever.
I hear a tulip calling my name. I’m a writer. That’s not unusual. I should buy a bunch and put them in a pretty vase.
Combing through a seed catalog would not go amiss.
I’ll sprawl on the napping sofa and stare at the patio. In my imagination the furniture and pots of pretty posies will be there.
I’ll try to be patient with Mama Nature. Everything in its time.
You? What are you planning to do to mark the vernal equinox?
Fast Draft Update ~
Day 6 (March 19) – 2511 words — 10 pages.
Total – 20,837 words — 86 pages.
Oh. I kind of look like this chick today, but that’s largely due to fast drafting. And my little chick feet are in serious need of a pedi.
Vernal Equinox, baby!