March 20th, 2013 Spring already?

Whatever the scientists and politicians dispute, we used to receive more snow before Spring had sprung. I’ve lived in Colorado all my life and I’ve been paying attention. We used to have to deserve Spring, to have endured a cold and snowy Winter before prepping our beds and making way for the warmth, the morning bird song that has an entirely different tune. I admit I preferred that. I don’t like the way Spring nonchalantly rolls in now, dry dirt a few feet down, the smell of never really frozen dog poo everywhere. But, it’s what we have now. We’re forced to get to know another way the season’s merge, become one another. It’s different. Some of us remember the way it used to be. I don’t know why I have a hard time watching the climate change. All things do. Everything is part of a cosmic cycle that I can’t possibly track. I remind myself that nothing’s wrong. It’s just different. It is like this now and it too, will yield beauty. I’m deciding whether or not to garden this year. Maybe I’ll let the farmers have the precious water and I’ll buy their veggies? I’ll plant a small garden just to stay in practice, but if I’m really aware of  the connection between everything, it appears I’ll use too much water to justify a few tomatoes, and cucumbers. When I look at it this way, I’ll have more time to write, pursue the publication of my boo. I won’t spend so much time watering a large garden. I’ll walk more, swing more, read outside and watch more sunsets with my cats. When I resist what is, less, I have more joy. Okay. Done. It’s getting easier.

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