The
chickens must think it is Spring! Despite the fact that the
temperature is still below freezing and there is almost a foot of
snow everywhere they came out of their coop today and are cavorting
along the pathways. It is a gorgeous day and there is a promise of
melting today and the rest of the week. Yes, Spring will come!
Today
is my departed Brother Garth's birthday. One time when we were having
a delayed Spring like this year he complained, “It is usually warm
enough on my birthday to have a picnic.” Of course this was a gross
exaggeration. Although, infrequently it may have been warm enough on
March 12th for a picnic, it would be very rare. For the
next ten years or so, I would remind him of his comment on his
birthday. Then it came to pass; I think it was 1974, we had a
wonderful warm stretch of weather in early March and Garth did have a
big picnic at Columbia Park. It was a beautiful day and it almost
made up for all those snowy birthdays.
March
is our most significant transition month. A few years ago we were
eating out on the deck in the middle of March. I have a feeling we
are not going to experience Spring until April. I hope I am wrong.
I
was going to write about my experiences attempting to have a clear
mind. I will soon, in a blog I will title Being II. Today is not going
to work out because we have company. Noah arrived last Evening. We
had a marvelous time talking and listening to music by commanding
Alexa. What an invention! Like something from Star Trek. Anyway Noah
stayed the night and will be leaving soon. Then Jamie and I need to
go to the Amish and do our regular Monday stuff.
There
is much evidence of the awakening and the coming down of the cabal.
Perhaps, we can touch on that on Wednesday, also.
Love
and Peace, Gregg
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