Happy spring, northern friends! (And happy autumn to those of you south of the equator.) I send this wish wearing long johns, wool socks and my coziest sweater.
Oh, yes. It's spring! (In that drifting snow and icy roads and biting wind kind of way.)
While it feels nothing like spring around here, I'll take a long cold winter any day over the crazy early, crazy dry, crazy hot spring that we greeted on this day one year ago.
It was 80F/27C last March here in Wisconsin. And frankly, that was terrifying.
Today it is -8F/-22C with the wind chill. Um. We have over corrected.
And so that brings us back to spring. And holidays. And celebrations!
Holidays in our family are not religious, but seasonal. Solstices and Equinoxes. And as you may recall, spring is one of my favorite holidays to celebrate. It is right up my alley in every way.
But where I live, Spring Equinox (or Eostre) rarely resembles spring.
Where I live there is normally a decent snow cover on the Vernal Equinox. So this celebration we push out to Easter each year. It adds a bit of normalcy to our family rituals to celebrate when most of our friends and family are also celebrating.
And it keeps the spring bunny from getting snow in her fur.
So today will be an ordinary "winter" day. We'll boil some maple down (if it warms enough for the sap to run!). We'll do some crafting. Sage will work on his robot. We'll read books. Maybe take a quick, bracing walk. I'll keep stitching away on Lupine's spring dress.
And with hope in our hearts, we'll plant another flat of seeds.
Because spring always arrives. Eventually.
And really – I can hardly wait.