2.3.20 Early Spring
Sounds like the groundhog saw his shadow yesterday leading to an early spring. And the early spring got started early…today. It was toward the mid-60s out there, mostly sunny skies. A plethora of folks in shorts.
I was able to walk Wilde Lake in the glorious sunshine with my husband in addition to my afternoon time on the corner. This was my first time with no big, bulky jacket. No mittens at all.
I think I am used to the giant puffy coat as a little bit of a buffer, a bit of a cocoon. I felt a bit more “out there” today on my two month anniversary since I was first on the corner waving. For the first time, I got cussed at. Two young adult males yelled out “F*** Off!” A rite of passage?
How about you: Did you feel more unhidden today with the sudden appearance of spring?
Many of the regulars waved. For the first time the School Bus Driver who always beeps and waves opened his door: “Why you out here?” Me: Just sharing a bit of joy. Him: Oh, I thought you were with Vantage House (Senior Living). Me: No, but I am sure that they’ve got joy there, too! Hope you have a good one!
He waved and the students on the bus were waving, too.
Shortly before I left, a gentleman drove by slowly with advice for me. It nettled me a bit as he doesn’t want me out there as a hazard. But he was taking extended time driving to talk. Perhaps he will come and speak with me one day on foot. I should have encouraged that. What to say next time? Until then, we’ll see how early spring unfolds.
“But I also say this: that light is an invitation to happiness, and that happiness, when it’s done right, is a kind of holiness, palpable and redemptive. ” —Mary Oliver from “Poppies”