Dear friends,
Just popping in with a new essay by yours truly on this time of year and waiting. A small taste:
“But the end of winter does not result in the immediate arrival of spring. Instead, nature toys with our hopes at this time of year, plaguing us ruthlessly with meteorological indecision. Instead of turning one day into spring, late winter drags its feet unbearably while we stand there, waiting. Many regions experience a heartbreaking back-and-forth between sunshine and blizzards in these weeks and months, with the promise of crocuses routinely accompanied by an undignified reappearance of black ice. Even the Church, the ambassador of Good News, refuses to jump right to Easter at this time. Instead, in her wisdom, she, like the natural world, makes us wait.”
Read the rest here:
“Long Awaiting: Winter-to-Spring and Other Painfully Slow Transitions”
Enjoy!
Dixie