The hour lost to last night's time change didn't affect me one way or the other. If I pay no attention to the clock, it pays no attention to me.
The warmer temperatures are bringing the neighborhood kids out on their trikes and bikes, and that means we have to be extra vigilant backing out of our driveway. There's a comfort in seeing colorful balls bouncing in the air, a little boy sitting up in a tree, and a little girl pushing her dolly's stroller up and down the sidewalk. Even though our winter was one of the mildest in memory, Sweet Springtime is making sure that our souls are once again filled with substance and sparkle.
"To what can our life on earth be likened?
To a flock of geese,
alighting on the snow.
Sometimes leaving a trace of their passage."