We've been having an unusually mild March so far here in western Wisconsin. The temperatures have been about 3 to 8 degrees warmer than normal with a lot of rain. Of course, this still means its only getting into the low 50's F (low 10's C), but its been above freezing at night for the most part. Its almost as though we have skipped March and went right into April. Normally, we would expect at least one large snow storm during this fickle month, but I am not sure about that this year.
The sun is beating through my living room window as I tap on these keys. It feels great. There is nothing like a bit of good weather to change one's moods. I do wonder though. I wonder if this month's weather is part of a larger pattern related to (or not) to global warming. I wonder why I miss the normal ups and downs of March: a couple days of sunshine and warmth followed by snow, ice, and freezing wind. I wonder about the newness of spring how it is such a good metaphor for our lives.
And then it hits me: I don't want to skip March. I want to experience all the unpredictable weather. I want to bask in the warmth one day and scowl at the cold north winds the next. I want to get to spring by having to endure the cruel tricks of March. I don't want it handed to me on a silver platter. I want to earn my spring. The returning bird songs sound so much more beautiful after the silence of winter. The green budding plants look so much more wonderful after the stark whiteness of the snow.
Perhaps, that is why I don't long to leave this part of the country. I actually look forward to each and every season. So, I am hoping for at least one more reminder of winter before I settle into my spring mode. Give me one more bout of white fluffy stuff and then I will be ready to get the garden beds ready and truly enjoy the sunlight beaming through the window.
:)
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