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Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Looking forward to spring --Carolyn Wilker
the snow falls again, lazy flakes that blow this way and that on their way to
the ground, coating the road once again and covering the rooftops of the houses.
From my office window, I see the ceramic birdhouse swinging from the eaves of
the workshop, in tune with in the wind.
I ache for spring to
arrive, for the snow to melt, for the first plant shoots to emerge from the
ground. I’m tired of winter, though a bright sunny day in January or February,
with fresh snow on the trees and ground, looks quite lovely.
Even as I write, the
wind picks up and blows the snow across the yard before it clears again. If the
groundhog really were a determiner of when winter ends, he is surely wrong this
year. Perhaps it is that I’m tired of the cold, ready to shed winter boots and
heavy coats, ready for warmth, and to put away snow shovels. Besides, the
calendar says it’s spring, even if it doesn’t look like spring outdoors here
I look forward to seeing the first
flower stems emerge from the ground and standing with my neighbours outdoors chatting.
Except for shovelling snow, going outdoors to start up their cars and going to work, so many of them have stayed in their homes all winter. In spring, the snowbirds
return too—those folks who flee to Florida for the winter months.
Solomon wrote, “Flowers
appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is
heard in our land.” He understood the
reawakening that comes at this time of year, even if he’d never experience cold
like our Canadian winter.
Spring has always been my favourite time
of year, when creation is so full of promise. It’s entirely appropriate that
Easter falls in the early spring. If winter is associated with sorrow, then
cannot spring associate itself with rebirth and … spring fever? The kind that
gets us out of our homes and in the open more freely, the time when children
get out their skipping ropes and ball gloves and enjoy the sunshine on their
faces. The time for adults to also feel a new spring in their step, and in tune
Spring is coming soon, I just know it, and
I’ll be ready.