There were a couple of snowfalls this year yet we haven’t really had a winter. The vernal equinox arrives today at 10:06 p.m. Central Daylight Time. Spring is here, ready or not.
Four years ago, on March 11, 2020, the World Health Organization declared COVID-19 a pandemic. In so many ways, that changed everything. I’m still processing what happened. I’m also settling into the new life I created in the middle of the shutdown. It changed my attitude toward living.
People I know continue to get COVID, as recently as this month. While it is not the same as influenza, it appears to be as persistent. I am current on vaccinations for COVID (and everything else) yet the constant mutation of the coronavirus indicates there will be no absolute prevention.
I remember the spring of 2020 and it was similar to this year. About that time someone had left home to enter a nursing home and neighbors dug and split their iris plants. I got some bulbs and planted them. They come up every year. I hope to see them rise for many more. All we can do is marvel at their essential being and appreciate them for what they are.
Spring is here..
Journey Home 
One reply on “Last Day of Winter”
Those irises in the photo remind me of grandmother’s flower beds in the late 60’s/early 70’s. The sweet essence of fresh blooming iris (and lilacs) in springtime is something that evokes many a good memory ALL these years later. Here in Minnesota we’re bracing for some snow and hopefully some much needed moisture following a dry winter. Garlic just beginning to poke out under the mulch as well as rhubarb and peonies.
Love reading these little writings each day. They’re a daily reminder that joy is all about appreciating the finer things.
LikeLiked by 1 person